We lie quietly in the dark for a moment. Then there’s a tapping on the window. I feel Sarah’s body tense and she stares at me with wide eyes, “R...oss, what’s that?” I remain silent, listening, as she shuffles her dress back into place. Tap tap tap.“What the fuck...” I mutter. I can’t see out the windows; the street is pitch black except for late night cafe windows glowing further down the road. Tap tap tap.I sit up. “Stay here,” I tell her and slowly open the door. I step into the darkness and. James?" "Sure," I shrugged, "but please, boys, call me Nathan." "Go get us three beers, Matt," Jake ordered. Matt immediately left to get us beers, which I thought slightly strange. "Do you want to meet the band?" Jake asked. "Really?" I asked. "You would give me your pass?" "No, you can have Matt's," he replied. "No, I couldn't do that," I said. Jake said, "No, no, it's okay, he isn't really interest in meeting them anyway." "I don't know," I said, finding it strange that Jake was speaking for. After shooting and drinking all night we got home around 4am and all went to our rooms... the other 2 pass out on their bed... and I was laying on my and she kept hitting him to wake up.. well I took off my clothes and was in my boxers and she strip down to bra and boy shorts... well I saw her playin wit herself and I wanted to spice it up and said u don't mind if I jack and she goes not as long I can play wit my pussy... well I through on a porno and and we started masterbating watching. He hoped he could turn the water on without the women hearing him. He screwed the tap just a quarter turn, so that there was a trickle of water coming out of the faucet. So far, so good -- the women were still shrieking and carrying on in the front, and it didn't seem like they'd heard anything.He slowly opened the bag and tipped it over slightly, in order to pour the flour into the sink. When he opened the bag the sickly sweet aroma of the flour filled his nostrils -- and the noise from the.