That was fine since Kim and her roommates were renting a house with a yard. There were probably fifty people there and the gender mix was about even. ...Kim had a keg out back under one tree and her boyfriend was manning the grill almost non-stop. Sharon hung around the backyard and, after snagging my beer, I headed back to the front of the house. I joked with some women that I didn't know who were talking with one of Kim's roommates, but my attempts to flirt went over like a lead balloon. I quit. “Uh, I don’t know about that. My parents would kill me if they found out I was drinking...” he said hesitantly."Come on, man, you some kind of pussy?" I asked him with a gleam in my eye.Cary smirked a bit, "I guess not, but you seem to be a bit of an ass..." We laughed together and Cary grabbed the bottle of Jack."Got any coke?" I nodded, grabbed his glass and the jack and moved over to the bar to mix him a drink.We started eating our pizza and drinking. The conversation was wide-ranging. I. In the 1930s when we found out what was to occur, we went ahead and changed paperwork and rewrote laws to date back to the 1800s and none have been changed. We did about the same thing we did with the farm or the Island and has made sure nothing has changed.“You need to tell Tom that he is looking at about 14 months before anyone notices. Move the finished bars as soon as possible. Next the Artifacts! Tell Tom to say he needs the dirt as soon as possible for the runway on the Island. If he goes. His fingers found her pussy, and they both moaned. ‘Oh my God….You’re so unbelievably wet right now. So ready for me…I wana fuck you so bad right now it hurts…’ he groaned. His skilled fingers found her clit and began making lazy circles. Her abrupt turn to face him again surprised him. Even more so when she boldly grasped his rock hard erection and began to stroke it once more. She stood up on the tips of her toes to whisper in his ear. ‘Well then quit talking about it and take me to bed,.