And so, our group of nerds that rarely talked to anyone outside of their group of eight, found themselves planning a senior week (aka sweek) amongst t...hemselves to spare themselves even more bullying."What are we doing for senior week guys?" Jacob asked being the de-facto leader of the group since they had formed way back in kindergarten when they realized that the eight of them did not fit in with the rest of the kids because they actually cared about being educated."I don't know and I am not. “You don’t really intend to put that thing into me, do you?” she asked rather coyly. “It’s so big, I don’t know if I can take that monster.” “Aunty, you’re getting really wet,” was all I said.”Yes, Shailu, I’m burning inside.””Where inside?” I whispered.“You know only too well, where I’m burning.””No, I don’t. Tell me where.”“In my cunt.””How can it be extinguished?” I asked.”Just put your cock in me! Shailu, you fool, I’ve been trying to tell you this all the while, but you didn’t seem to. After a while, the cool morning air relieved my funk. Being the good avoider that I am, I decided I would not think about it, not right then. I had a whole day to spend in heaven, I was going to make the most of it. Let’s hit the shower, I thought. Such a nice big shower! The hot water came up quickly and I stepped in. I leaned my head back and let the stream cascade across my face. As the water caressed my body, I had brief flashbacks to our erotic escapades the previous night. Was it just. They would then travel further to some other South Pacific islands.Patrick and Rachel had begun a pool as to when the wedding would take place. Al said that it would be “After he’s doctor and before they fly back to here.” Weena wondered which of them would change their last name. Rachel said “Neither.”Weena was reading Jenkyns’ Classical Literature. “Have you ever read Catullus?” she asked.“Not in the last 30 years,” I responded. “Why?”“I really like Jenkyns’ precis of his life.”“What does it.