" Ha!" she cried, completely delighted. "Take care, sirrah! There is nothing fragile about my iron-clad, brass-bound honor. Dueling is still a sport o...n this side of the Bay." She squinted at him again and tried to look angry.He laughed and choked and stumbled out the back door, still chuckling and licking his purple-stained lips, drawing the attention of the Rileys who were already amused by the obvious antics of the two of them who did not seem able to keep their hands off each other.They. Try not to get your cum all over the place when you're jacking off." I winked and headed out the door. After class I headed to the dorm room to get the rest of my stuff and to tell my dorm mate, Charity that I was moving out. "You're moving in with Jason?" Charity asked confused. "Are you guys like a thing or something?" "No, we're not 'like a thing or something'. We are friends and we understand each other." I told her. "Yeah, you're friends alright. Friends that fuck." I almost had to. “My how you’ve grown so Dick!” She’d exclaimed.Within a few day’s her behaviour altered. She became slightly more compulsive and fanciful about things than she’d been before. I guess it was an emotional shift due to the trauma of Dad’s death. She viewed me no longer as the youth to be managed: more the man she could turn too.But this morning had bought yet another new aspect of her new personality as I turned to find she was only in bra and briefs and her hips pressed into mine.Her kiss was. I chuckled, “What fun would that have been?”“Well, GOD DAMMIT, I damn near wrecked my new truck! Now, have some fun and fetch me some clean drawers and jeans out of my suitcase. These are going into the weeds,” he said, after wiping his ass with them, then throwing them as far as he could over his shoulder.Bob had already gone into the trailer and fetched a clean pair of undies and jeans, that Greg was hurriedly putting on. As Greg sat on the edge of the rear passenger seat, putting on his.