That was the name the year-round art school had chosen for the shops which proceeds supported with their various merchandise. As I got up from my wood... auditorium chair-seat and felt my own bottom buzz with a sudden sting where my poor butt had gone to sleep during the skit. With a small audible gasp as I got to my feet my vagina chimed in with a heated throb of its own and a case of irreversible ‘drenched panties’ syndrome. Funny thing was as I joined the parade of family men climbing the ramp. I wasn't expecting it when he suddenly pushed it back in started finger-fucking my ass until I was screaming and pretty much rolled of his knees onto the floor, panting. 'Oh God', I thought, 'Oh God'. He didn't let catch my breath and grabbed my head, pulling my hair forcefully towards his now fullly erect cock. I'd been anticipating sucking that big thing off but he, yet again, went the brutal way and pushed my head down all the way. I gagged and pulled back and for a split second considered. That you thought you loved him?" Yes." This is after you 'remembered' that you loved me?" Yes. It didn't make sense to me, at first. It confused me. I didn't think such a thing could be possible, to love two men at the same time ... but I realized it was." So you felt you loved both of us, but you decided to break things off with him, instead of me?"Once again, Jennifer's expression and tone of voice changed. "Yes, Mike, I never ... I never thought of leaving you for him, ever. Not before that. I smiled as he pulled me against himself. Your dads a really good guy Janet not only did he fix me up but what he told me earlier made sense, John said. What about having to learn how to lose? I asked looking into his lovely blue eyes. Yeah that made more sense to me than getting my ass chewed out from all the coaches about todays game, John said. But I also learned something else today. I looked up at him from his side and asked, What was that John? I may have lost on the field today but just.