So next Wednesday, I'm going to call 'round and pick you up." Stan was surprised and sat back. Denise was serious, he saw.He was quiet for a moment. D...enise didn't know where he'd gone, but he sure as heck wasn't with her in the canteen."Okay," he said.Denise found Elizabeth a little while later, and they leaned together, conspiratorially."I'm picking him up next Wednesday," she told the older woman."Good!" Elizabeth said.The weekend came and went, without Stan really noticing. Oh, the time off. I get the same question a lot since I stand fairly tall, “How big is your dick?”. My usual response is, “Big enough” which usually draws a chuckle, but when hard it goes a little over 8 inches. One night in the late autumn, we won an immensely important game against our big rivals and we were ecstatic. I was seeing more and more playing time due to my recent performances and was lucky enough to catch fire and drop 22 points that night. A few of the guys wanted to go party after the game to. The next day was non-stop studying. I had pulled my grades up some, but was going to have to do extremely well on finals. Second semester American History was easy except for the essay question. We were told to write an alternative ending to the Civil War based on one single event changing. I chose Lincoln’s decision to surround the Maryland legislature with armed troops when it was voting on secession and posited that he had not done so. Maryland seceded, and now Washington, D.C., was entirely. Motherhood was about to come upon her, and she was happy. “Let’s just take it one day at a time, for now,” she told him as she released his erection.Jason kissed her and slipped his fingers from her. “I agree. First, we must get the job done. I suggest I move in with you. Move Tom into one of the spare bedrooms so we can have privacy.”“Move in?”He nodded. “You don’t want to draw this out any longer, do you?”She shook her head. He kissed her. “So, that’s settled then. I’ll go and pack some.