I smacked one, a big, black thing larger than the tip of my thumb. How did they survive the frigid winters?The square before the massive temples was c...overed in grass peeking out of the smaller paving stones. There were parts of the square where dirt had washed down from surrounding hills, forming small rises of pure grass that spread like tentacles of a massive kraken towards the center of the square.It was impossible to say which temple was to Pater. None had any markings that indicated which. Our schedules didn't seem to mesh for some reason. Well, at least my good right hand was always handy. I jerked-off, masturbated, practiced self-abuse (ha, ha, whoever came up with that concept must have been a real sicko) as often as I needed to maintain my sanity and keep my balls in that comfortable state of having been recently relieved of an excess buildup to sperm. Of course I kept looking for Lisa every day after classes, hoping that she wouldn't go too long without continuing those. While I was going to the bar someone asked her to dance which she did.Lan came back to our table. The guy she was dancing with took one look and quickly left. Lan, this is Leroy and James. I invited them to our table so your birthday night out won’t end up boring I said.Lan eyes lit up. I had invited 2 black men, who both stood a good 6’ 3” and they easily tipped the scales in around 300 pounds plus to sit with us. Both were about our age too.“Glad to meet you,” Lan said as she extended her. "Remember when the singer told me how he liked my stockings!"I reminded her about asking her to take off her bra that night. The bar maid chimed in. I give drinks for any lady that donates to the cause!" That's easy enough!" Megan smirked and stood up.Before the crowd realized it, Megan was unbuttoning her dress! She shrugged it from her shoulders and then pushed it down, revealing a plain dull black bra I hadn't seen in years!"Fooled you, Hon!" Megan laughed. "I knew you'd bring me here.