“Uhhh I… I ripped away. Please.” Tabitha’s eyes welled. I couldn’t remember how it happened. “There’s a pizza place in here.” Tabitha gestured to the student center a few paces away. “Oh shit bro! I put both shafts together and milked them with interlocked hands. He moaned around my fingers, sending delightful vibrations through my hand. She bent over the table chasing them. Before I could close the latch behind me, a large hand forced its way through. Something more tangible also prodded my ear. “Whoa, I don’t think I want to get that… The patter of saliva dripping on aluminum. I hadn’t noticed her low neckline before now. At the sound of this unknown voice, Marco bolted straight up. “Oh shit bro! “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” I shouted. I supinated my palms in front of me and clenched at the air. I was transfixed by the rhythmic heaving of her lithe frame, her eyes fastened.
