85 GPA, and cultivating new friends she met from class. Sharon was true to her word and focused all of her time and energy into school, attaining a 3....5 GPA.With the effort the two put towards home work and studying there was little time for a social life. Most of the time that was okay but as the newness of class began to wane, their commitment did as well, and as the tenth week of school year ended they both decided to accept an invitation to a party in another dorm.At first Sharon was not. If it didn't work, he would try something else.So if he didn't need to excel, it had to be something else. Did he feel the additional preparation made him more able to improvise? Did it have anything to do with performance at all? I'd never seen him attempt anything he couldn't accomplish.Then I thought back to something he had said at Thanksgiving: I, in particular, have been blessed with so many gifts it seems unfair for one person to get them. I hope I can live up to the responsibility that. My dance partner's name was Vicki, her friend's name was Lea and for your information my name is Dave. With that out of the way we sat and chatted for a short while until Vicki asked a strange question."So, are you enjoying your last night of freedom?" What do you mean?" I asked.Vicki looked surprised."Your marriage!" My what?" Your friend told me that this was your stag night. Aren't you getting married?"As she said it I could see a look of doubt on her face. I suddenly knew exactly what had. Was that it? I seemed to be meeting resistance.I shifted the angle a bit. Was there any place for it to go?No...no... Maybe I'm not there yet. A little further...I was gladthe dildo was flexible. And...there it went. I had negotiated thebend. Does it get easier with time, I wondered. When Doris entersme, will she be able to manage that bend?Ah, but now it was sliding smoothly in, and the filled feelingsuddenly turned into a pleasant fullness. I've read so manystories in which the pain of being.