"Text him that you need to see him right away. Don't say anything else." You, who the fuck are you?" Roland asked the frat boy as Horatio bagan typing... on his phone."Jesse Stoups," he said."Get your shit put away. What are you doing here?" I come here every other week to get my hit of coke, and sometimes to fuck a girl." You have money?" Kinda. My dad gives me $3000 a week." The fuck? What kind of parent gives their kid cash like that? Jesus. Go with Horatio and put any money in the house in a. Then I hear you moanbecause you love doing this and I feet your pre-cum rundown the cheeks of my ass, like a lotion and I know thatyou have it out and you’re playing with it…I feel your strong hand on my back, pushing me forwardmore and your other hand moving my bikini-bottoms to oneside… Your legs pushed mine open.I can feel your wonderfully stiff cock making its way tomy wet hot pussy opening, parting my lips, slowlyshoving it deeply inside me.I gasp as your manhood fills. As I entered the room, she never said anything to me and acted as if it did not happen. I turned the light off, laid on my bed; she laid on the floor with some pillows and blankets she had brought from her room. I had a smaller size room with a queen bed, so there was not very much room for my sister. As I laid in the silence, I kept thinking about Heathers breasts. I noticed that I was getting wet. I could never sleep when I was horny, so I decided that if I did it quietly, my sister would. ." You're quoting directly from the pamphlets, aren't you?" I interrupted. "The ones that the school district administration gave you when they instructed you to seek out likely drop-outs and steer them into this program. I'm sure they told you all kinds of things about how it was for the protection of the school, the protection of the students, the protection of the goddamn American way of life. But I can see in your eyes that you don't really believe all the bullshit you're spouting at me..