We were lying in each other arms, encrusted with our drying fluids, sticky together in post-orgasm afterglow."My company is transferring me back to Ja...pan," Keiko said suddenly.My heart skipped a beat. Her words had taken me completely by surprise. I could see my whole world beginning to collapse."When are you leaving to go back?", I barely managed to ask.My eyes were welling up with tears. I couldn't believe this was happening. I pinched myself to see if it was a dream."At the end of this. Greg answered it,and he heard a girl in a sweet voice ask if Tanner was around. Gregnodded and let her in.Looking up from his bed, Tanner noted it was Bridget, one of the school'scheerleaders. He had no idea what she was doing here, or that she evenknew he existed. Looking at Bridget, he noted that she was slightlytaller than him at 5'9" and had straight brown hair, and an extremelybeautiful face sans any makeup.Greg was just as surprised at Bridget showing up to their door and askingfor. Does someone want to stand near me to ensure my eyes are firmly shut?"The guys definitely wanted that done. By now they were VERY worried about their money. Or, as the girls doubtless thought of it by now, "the girls' money."I made my first shot."His eyes were shut," confirmed Tristan.My target ball dropped into a pocket. "Uh oh," worried Peter.The remaining seven shots were equally easy, or from my teammates' point of view, increasingly depressing. The only slight problem I had was that the. Standing at the railing, side by side, we looked over the courtyard and at the plateau beyond. There were people everywhere. The masons were playing waltzes in the courtyard while couples danced across the open space. Tables under the archways held more food than one of Mrs. Mendoza’s courtyard gatherings. The musicians chose that moment to break into the “Vienna Waltz”.Taking a step back, I presented myself to Anna with a small bow, and held out my hand. Eyes twinkling in happiness, beaming.