Me: Mam don’t worry aaj apka hi lecture hai aur college main students usual college bank ka k gum rahe ho gay.Me: Mam kiya hum apke ghar ja skate ha...i chute le kayMam: ya why not thod enjoyment kar te hai cholo par phele hod chuti lene hogeThen v paid the bill then ran to college for Mams Half day form Hod as there is no student in college HOD granted permission. It’s afternoon time around 1 pm it’s hot climate around there then we move to mam car in parking and within 15 min we reach har house. If anything, Christina seemed to be her main squeeze or whatever else one called that ... a primary ... partner? The phrase seemed to jump out from my subconscious or something, for reasons that were unclear as of yet. The intensity of Angel’s lust for my cock, given her strong Sapphic leanings, only reinforced to me the idea that I was handpicked by these spirit guides to be some kind of “cock of the walk” or whatever. I really was their chosen “lab rat” or whatever and they told the truth. They all seemed very nice, but I detected that Hilda Ferguson got a bit of glint in her eyes as she looked me over.Last arriving was the Loudermilk family, George, Angela and Darlene. I stood in total shock and could not speak, as George Loudermilk was the man from the plane. I don’t know who was more shocked, me, or Mr. Loudermilk. However, he had a very pleased look on his face.After introductions were made, I took daddy aside and told him that Mr. Loudermilk was the man from the plane. All. It isn't the largest room in the college so, the tables and chairs can become precious, especially when they are pulled out of their serried ranks into group patterns so friends can socialise while they eat.Today was just like any other at lunch; hectic. The place heaved with a mass of young people whose voices joined in a cacophony of noise. The smell of food being cooked and coffee wafted on a warm breeze that circulated the canteen.The scrape of a chair on the herring-bone parquet flooring.