I got more than I bargained for when we went out one night. The three of us had all gone to the same college (I met my wife afterward), and we were ta...lking about how much fun it would be to go back to our alma mater and go out for drinks. We first stopped at a nice restaurant, but then my wife suggested we go to the campus itself. Tom and I were in the same fraternity together, and so we decided to check out our old frat house. I thought it would feel a little awkward going there as a 50 year. It was faster, at that point. Getting from the chair into the passenger seat was interesting, but there was a grab handle on the door frame that helped. When we got to Hardees, we went through the drive through and then parked to eat. It was delicious.It wasn’t as delicious as being hard and inside Valerie, though. I could eat anytime. I could not make love three times a day. Not when she was back in the world of corporate law.My report about all this to the doctor resulted in me being moved to. Hey, where is everyone getting together for ‘girls night out’? And anyway, you know us guys don't really talk we mostly just grunt what we mean."Lori almost choked on some pot roast, then composed herself, "Okay... I guess this is all a little obvious, but really, I'm not trying to sway your decision, baby,” she said with a straight face, then asked, “would you like some more sweet potato casserole?" with a cheesy grin.Now, I'm not nearly as good as Lori, at tarring and feathering a hapless. If they hadn’t known she’d seen them, they would now. Leigh Ann thought the barmaid was more attractive than she was. Vicky, the nametag said, had a bit of Goth look going on, with jet black hair, curly, but short, with a tiny riot of bangs across her forehead. She wore a white blouse that set off her café au lait skin tone, and stretched over her protruding breasts. She wondered why these two men had fixated on her, in her business attire, rather than the slim, dark and stunning bartender. The.