I was up on Tuesday for an early lecture and I showered and breakfasted ingood time to take my bike to the campus. My flatmate, Dave, was stillasleep..., but his door was slightly ajar and as I passed it I saw somethingand now I can't stop thinking about it. I saw his penis. He was lyingsprawled out on his side with his duvet sort of scrunched over to one sideso his dick was hanging out, almost erect, morning wood. And though I'venever had any gay feelings before I suddenly felt like it was. Did I just screw it all up? No, he reassured himself after a minute's reflection, he didn't think so. Connie was a fairly early riser, even on weekends, and probably hadn't wanted to wake him after he'd been so exhausted. Would she talk about what happened? He was willing to bet not, at least not right away. After analyzing the situation, and what he knew about Connie, he decided it was best to wait before talking, and certainly before confessing his feelings. If he told her now, he was sure. Support us, and your county will get its share.”“Schools, roads, and taxes,” Russel said.“Well, yes. Those aren’t free. How were taxes under the Confederates before the war?”“Two questions. Before the war, we paid more than our share of taxes, because land was taxed higher than slaves. Of course, now, slaves aren’t taxed at all.”“Had the government let us alone,” Sam said, “we would have fined the big planters enough to make up for missed taxes. Then they reopened the federal courts.”“Nobody in. They were both ravenous in the way they moved against each other. Kristy hadn't had Eric kiss her like that in a long time. It was intense. She moved her hand to her crotch beneath the bubbles in the water and rubbed the outside of her bathing suit where it pressed against her pussy lips. She was really turned on by the two men going at it. She also noticed that Dom had his arms around Eric's waist, while Eric had his hands around Dom's neck. That was interesting to her for some reason.As the.