As they walked toward the bar, Fleischer and Neimuth saw that both "women" were wearing masks. They both recognized the blonde as Stuart Weiss. The ..."preggie" had to be Paul Harper."Are you sure you should be drinking that in your condition?" Neimuth said. He'd gotten his wish. So far everybody else looked as stupid as he did."Very funny, Richard." Harper had recognized the other's voice. "What are you supposed to be, queen of the may?" I think John's the fairy queen tonight; aren't you,. In fact, I have to admit that she has become insatiable! Not only does she have two steady guys servicing her desires, but she has enjoyed the freedom to choose to be with any other stranger that catches her desire. The most important agreement that we reached since my discovery was that if one of us was to be with someone else, he or she would tell the other, in great detail. However, when it come to the missus, she simply has to look at me and I know that someone in our group has made a pass. They tasted like heaven, and the smell that was radiating from her privates suggested she would taste better than heaven. So I eased my way there. I started tracing those circles closer and closer. I could hear her breathing shorten and her moans were becoming evident. And by the time I was rubbing her pussy through her underwear, she was even gasping too. Tilting her head back she began to talk dirtier and dirtier as we got deeper into the moment."Mmm. Boo I am so wet." Brittany was loving. So, Red wanted to know, was I? Available for what? Sex. Excuse me? He said that was the routine. If I didn’t want to get hit on, I should move to a table. I laughed that off and Red continued to chat me up. We got past small talk about placement and classes and he persisted. I looked like someone who did the “Hall” – so was I? I didn’t know what that meant, so he explained over the loud music. The Hall was an underground connector between the Student Union Building and the school’s.