I found the unopened packages, stripped the blue-handled brush from its casing, applied a generous helping of Colgate, and vigorously brushed my teeth.... I rinsed and placed the brush on the built in hanger. “Are you coming in or not?” she asked. “I’m here,” I replied, pulling open the sliding glass door and stepping into the shower. The vision that struck me first were her sparkling blue eyes under long lashes, dappled with tiny droplets of water. Her hair was pulled back into a damp, golden. Later. When activists bombed the World Bank in the late Spring of ’07, there were none who imagined the catastrophic corollaries (ha! Can’t believe I remembered that word! Saw it once in my dad’s TIME magazine…guess it kinda stood out to me) it would effect upon the rest of the world. No one knew how it happened. –Not how the bank was bombed—that much seemed inevitable following all the bail out loans given by the bank to the economically hit nations of the previous year—but how the terrorists. Stroking my hair he said, “I haven’t cum since last weekend so be ready for a mouth full.” It had all seemed so logical when we were sitting around the apartment pool drinking cold Budweisers and talking. Austin had said, “Since your girlfriend Barbara two timed you with another guy, I think that you should do the same thing to her.” Of course I assumed that he’d meant that I should have an affair with a girl. Until that is, we went up to his apartment for a quick smoke. We’d passed the joint. I quickly went back to my room and started masturbating. My dick is a little over 7 inches long and pretty thick. It wasn’t long and I was cumming all over myself. Over the next few months I read some books on how to have sex. My peeking in at my mom was almost a nightly thing, which gave me many hard-ons to practice what I had read. Long slow strokes with my hand and hold off cumming as long as possible.I was in the shower one evening jacking my cock really hard thinking about the night.