
Comment no.16 posted by Peyton: The last member of their posse was a thinner, shorter Cuban guy with a gold chain around his neck, a bandana, and a wife beater. Very useful for those who cycled into work, for those who wished, as I did, to arrive in civvies and change into formal wear, or for those who were late for work! After a while, I got into the habit of leaving my suits and shirts at work, and having them laundered there, just taking a small bag back and forth to my home at the weekends.
Comment no.17 posted by Molly: Jamie thought for a moment, Greg, Syd and Jason. Sure enough, about the time the whole upstairs starts rattling and the woman makes the sound of a teapot, I hear his infamous final groan.
Comment no.18 posted by Katherine: So wrapped up in my thoughts of the fucking I was going to get I never realized anyone else was around until they grabbed me and stuck a gag in my mouth. As he got excited, he pushed himself further onto my face, my tongue probing his bowels.