"Look, you asshole! Everyone is looking at you! Probably thinking what a prick you are!" Jo laughed."Wait, bitch! You'll get yours soon!"Looking strai...ght ahead, Jo let out a peal of laughter. "I'm waiting, sweetheart. Don't make me wait too long, super-stud," Jo mocked."Okay, k**s. Let's get rolling. This is the final shot," Pete yelled through his megaphone. "I want lots of action and I want a look of terror on your face, Jo. Like it's the end for you and your lover."Jo let out a sly laugh. He told me how great my tight, warm, wet hole felt and how tight it was gripping his cock. I told him, "it's going to milk the cum from your cock", and he shot me a cheeky smile. Next thing I know, Jordan stopped, pulled out, and sat down. I turned and looked at him and he simply looked down at his cock and said, "ride me." All I wanted was that cock in me so I lowered myself, while facing Jordan, onto his cock. Both our eyes rolled into the back of our heads as his mushroom tip past my opening. It was confirmed when Landor spoke again, his voice quavering with emotion."It shames me, good men and women," he continued. "It shames me to tell you that for more than a year this list sat ignored and disregarded in a drawer in my desk. There were only a few names on it I recognized and fewer still that I could put a face to. So I chose to forget it. It was only in the past weeks that I took this from that drawer. It was only in the past weeks that I reflected on what these names meant, not. “Do you want to be a girl?” “No,” I answered. “I like being a boi. I just like to dress like a girl.” Our conversation moved on to other things, and then it was dinner time. We went back to the suites to change. My suite mates had moved in and I met them. Jerry was in one room, and Bartholomew, who wanted to be called Bubba was in the other. The fourth room was empty. I met up with the guys and we walked to dinner. The dining room was full. The returning students had moved back in and everyone.