Smiling mischievously, she kissed me on the lips before giving my cock a short stroke and walking back to the backpack. Wandering over with one hand ...behind her back, she put the other on my shoulder and started grinding against my circulation deprived cock. Finally she pulled away and attached a clothespin to each nipple. The clothespins were linked with a thin rope, with a larger rope attached to the center. She tied that rope to the other bar some ten feet in front of me, and tightened it. We were on such a good roll at that point though, we decided to meet and just hangout before going to dinner one night. I think it was a Tuesday night at the end of January when Nial and I met for the first time. The original plan was to get a coffee or something, but we ended up just going to his dorm and watching TV. I learned that night that he was a massive fan of all things Disney and he was damn good at cuddling. We are the same height, but I somehow ended up being the little spoon. Not. Several guys approached her and a pair of girls, but as soon as they realized she wasn't local, they quickly left her alone.'What's going on here?' Lisa thought to herself, confused by the mixed attitudes. 'This much rejection can't be just me. I know I look better than that!'The sun was finally setting and people were leaving. She was once again left behind. She lay for a while longer, playing with the fire in her mind to keep her warm, forming an invisible wall of heat to warm the breeze that. Practice was tough but the team still got the customary Coca Cola ( tm ) at the end of each practice so everything seemed good, or as good as a 1-6 team could be. When the team loaded on the bus that Friday afternoon on the road to Starkville Jim had no idea his career was about to end in complete humiliation. Not that the punt return touchdown that started off the losing season and the safety that capped off the teams worst losses were highlights, but they were nothing compared to what would.