How could one date be so complicated?Friday September 6, 2013 – Freshman YearThe rest of the week was a blur. I went to class and then football prac...tice until I was exhausted. When I went home, I studied and crashed. Then I got up and did it all again. I was nervous about Friday, but Greg and Cindy kept coaching me throughout the week. By Friday, I was ready to go.I awoke Friday morning to the sunlight peeking around my bedroom curtains. My stomach started to knot up when I thought about today. Dancing clusters of sparkles and glowing dust motes drifted in the sunbeams filling my field of vision as I attempted to focus and give the optical center of my brain a chance to sort out the dazzling array of visual information. For several moments I stared at the ceiling and tried to remember where I was. Naked, sirene, and warm in bed with my partner next to me, her exposed bottom pressed against my crotch and her erect nipples pressing into my back.Wait a minute; it’s physically impossible. Mina let the cock drop to the side of her face, then licked her lips hungrily. ‘You gonna watch all night, or are we really gonna get nasty?’ The singer shakily stood and walked to join his friend. Mina let the drummer slide out of her, and then raised a finger. ‘You’re not taking turns on my pussy. Let’s get outside. Quick.’ The trio hurridly opened the doors, and ran to the front of the van, the huge metal box blocking them from sight and the noise of the river giving at least a little cover.. To one side a wooden tub, full to the brim with used apple pulp.“And about time, too” Peter called out.“You should be thankful I`m here at all,” she answered. “Besides, I don`t call this work. Not besides looking after our bees, which is what I've been at all morning.”“Certainly it`s hard work,” John answered her. “Hard work.”“lifting a mug to your face? Hard enough for you. I dare say, John Dunn.” She answered him, drawing laughter from the others.He put down the mug he had been drinking and.