The two were good friends but also ludicrously competitive with each other. I was going out with Paul (yes, the ex-husband) and I went off to teacher... training college for a year and while I was there, I met his friend Bob. To start with, I had no idea they knew each other.One day, Bob heard me mention Paul in conversation and made the connection. College was a few hours away from home, which meant that Paul and I could only see each other about once a month.Academically, Paul was brighter. Tight and hot and wet. Holy fuck." Urgh," groaned Herman, as he ejaculated onto his own shirt."Yeah, that's dirty," agreed Lester, watching avidly as Joey fucked Eleanor on the floor. "Fuck her with your dog penis, you brute," he encouraged."Wow, Lester, well said," laughed Herman, reaching for a napkin to clean himself up."Yeah, he is like a rough, filthy b**st, fucking my beauty," mused Arthur as he approached climax himself. He stared with sick fascination as Joey's muscular ass pistoned up. ." Do you want to go out with him?" Matt asked with a dejected look on his face."No, Yes, No, I'm so confused. This is going to be so much harder than I thought it would be." Well then, I guess you'll just have to say yes. It's the only way we'll ever know if we were wrong all along. And maybe, I'll just see if Donna or Susan is available Friday night as well."With that he, picked up the pace and headed home alone. At that, my life just seemed to fall apart. It seemed that after only a month at. Did he call me Sweetie? How does he know she isn't here? Gotta be the 100 proof apple schnapps hearing that."David was sleeping on the couch. Nick was standing and talking in hushed tones to the new Tom Sellek lookin' kinda guy.The next moment, I'll call him Tom, hands me a small suitcase and says, "Our Girl isn't here yet. I want you to see that she does."Looking like a dog hearing a whistle, my head tilted to the side. "She does, is, What?" Listen here. Take the suitcase, go to the.