In a purely professional setting, Andrew was all business, and had little difficulty in communicating with others. Something as intimate as a date was... something else again. He would sweat profusely, stammer, and shake in the presence of a woman. His first dates were his last dates. He remembered how incensed he had become when Tony made fun of his stuttering after a particularly disastrous evening."C-c-c-c-can I g-g-get you something to d-d-d-drink?" Tony would say mockingly.So, gentle reader,. I was going to snap these motherfuckers’ necks. She let out a sob again and took off toward the bar. ‘Seriously, dude, you saw. She was rubbing all up on my shit,’ asshole one said again. ‘I think she said ‘no’,’ I said in a deathly calm voice. ‘Last I checked, that’s a woman telling you to back the fuck off.’ ‘Come on, man. Girl dancing like that, dressed like that.’ Asshole two growled at us. Oh. Little bitch wants to go? Done. ‘I dunno, Raine, what do you think?’ Deak asked. ‘I’m pretty. 'Fuck! That’s hot!' he thought, staring at her tongue as each tip flexed in differ directions as he stretched her tight pussy deeper and deeper, using her hard. His balls started to boil as his desire to fuck the life out of her growing more and more as she moaned and screeched louder and louder as she got close to another orgasm. If he timed it right, he’d end up pouring his hot cum into her womb just as he made her squirt again, he reasoned.Slowly, he lowered his hot lips to her left shoulder. Stephen turned out to be an ok guy… even if he was a fag. Friday came and I only had one class but, I had some things to do so I told Stephen not to worry about giving me a ride. I’d just walk to his place when I was done. “When you get there just walk in the door will be open.” Stephen had two classes on Fridays and was done by eleven on Fridays. We had to put the finishing touches on our project. It was maybe thirty minutes of work and we would be finished. I got to Stephens place close.