The boys were sitting side by side on the bed. The sex magazine was open across Bob's lap. They were laughing and pointing at some pictures as they fl...ipped through the pages. "Look at those knockers!" Jimmy said."Jeezuss!" Bob exclaimed. "Wouldn't you like to fuck that?" They went on like that for a few minutes. Terry watched as Jimmy moved his hand to his crotch and seemed to be trying to do something. Bob noticed, too. "Gettin' hard, Jimsy? You wanta beat off?" Terry knew that one, too,. I love your accent. It’s cute!”“Well, your accent is sexy as fuck,” I retorted, before my mouth filter could kick in.“Well, ain’t you a smooth talker!” she laughed again.“Sorry about that,” I blushed. “No filter, sometimes. We’re kind of blunt, where I come from.”“I think ‘blunt’ is an understatement, Rick. Don’t worry about it, though. I like bluntness. It shows that y’all are honest. C’mon up, we’re here.”Sure enough, while we’d walked and talked, we’d also arrived at her dorm. I checked my. He knew dinner could wait, but she could not. “You’re overdressed my dear,” he purred in her ear and began unbuttoning her blouse. She gasped and moaned as his lips brushed her earlobe and her blouse fell to the floor. She in turn pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside. She felt her bra release and her breasts spring free as he kissed down her neck. She could smell the scent of the candles mixing with his cologne that she found smelled the sexiest on him, and felt the cool of the air, the. ’ ‘Shit!’ gasped Lewis. ‘He’s a Conservative.’ said Ferrell. ‘If he doesn’t give us our guys back, we say he’s politically partisan and trying to hurt your campaign, then appeal to Leahy.’ ‘He’s also black, Ferrell.’ Lewis said. ‘You try to smear him, and we’ll be called racists.’ ‘He’s Conservative, Director.’ Ferrell pressed. ‘Black hate his guts, call him an ‘Uncle Tom’. They’re not going to turn against you and the Democrat Party over that Conservative piece of dog shit, no matter what.