The sketch turned out better than I expected. Bobby and Sandra seemed to like it, and Art ... well, I thought he was exaggerating at first, but after ...a while, I realized he was serious. He really did like my drawing. And his comments about my needing to be in the picture ... Does he want me for a wife? Could I ever be his wife? Why would he want me? My boobs aren't as big as Sandra's and Bobby's, but they're growing every day. I caught him glancing at them while we were sitting in the suite.. So they left Bobby's duffel bag in the car, and they set off to find the 'horse shoe, ' which was the term for the oldest and most picturesque quadrangle of buildings on the campus, with grass and trees in its center.When they arrived, they picked out a tree to sit under, and plopped down to take in the view and soak up the college ambiance. Bobby could see that Collette was pumped up at seeing where she was headed, and grinned at her enthusiasm.After they'd been sitting a while, Collette swung. “Waikee, waikee,” Ajax said and smiled as he pressed the sip-cup into Ronald’s feeble grip. “How’d you sleep?” “Where am I?” Ronald said groggily and looked down at the sip-cup as if unsure what to do with it but closed both hands around it to absorb the warmth. “Welcome to Alpha Centauri,” Ajax said and pantomimed lifting a cup to his lips. “Congratulations. Noone gets to be a real black ocean sailor until they’ve made their first jump. It’s the rule,” He dropped a hand onto Ronald’s arm and. His face was no longer grinning, but a little shocked, I think. He said nothing.When I felt his cock through the pants I immediately got hard. Mind you I have never been with a guy in a sexual way since I was old enough to understand (another story). I have an ironclad interest in women. But at this moment I was thinking about how excited I was to, at the very least, see his cock. I looked back down and unbuttoned his pant and pulled down the zipper. He had boxers on. Light blue, with vertical.