"Yeah, quarter after is good." Heather smiled at me. "So at 2:15 you'll be in the library. Just walk in through the east doors and walk out the west d...oors." No running!" Veronica stared at me, sounding like she really wanted me to run just so she could hurt me."You have to walk through the library," Karen said. "Slowly." And look sexy!" Rita giggled."Shake that sexy white ass for all the black boys," Stacy whispered in my ear, standing close enough behind me that I could feel her tits against. " The guests, me and Jenny, all shared a laugh over Brian'sadmission. It was perfect timing for the man who always seemed to havethe right words at the right time.After saying a brief prayer, Brian stepped aside and made way for Debbieto step forward and to do the reading we had decided on. As Debbiestood there she looked down at me and Jenny with a smile much differentthan the one last night. It was like that of a favorite aunt or bigsister. There was a joy in her face that I had never. The trouble is, someone once reminded me that you don't shit where you eat. I've never had any trouble getting laid, even with a wedding ring on my hand, but it's always a struggle to make money, so I decided to leave this one alone.It wasn't that she was drop dead gorgeous, which she was, but that she exuded such a virginal sexuality, which may sound like an oxymoron but it fits. I've always been a tit man, and when her tits led the way through the door for the interview, my cock jumped. They. They peppered him with questions first and then regaled him with tales of college life. Oddly, in the context of the rest of this story, neither of them mentioned the way in which they had engineered a way to consummate their love for each other.Of course Bob didn’t mention that, quite regularly, he got leaked all over as Mallory rode him like a cow girl. He also didn’t tell Randy he’d be glad to have the boy home so he could get a little rest. Assuming Sam didn’t drain him as often as Mal.