“Zoe, can we be boyfriend girlfriend?”. She nodded enthusiastically, her smile widening and her eyes twinkling. Just then there was a knock on our door. Outside in the corridor the noise was rising. It was Friday night and people were off to the night clubs. Zoe called out “come in!”. The door opened a bit and the girl who had checked on Zoe before during the Painting Throwing Incident looked in. “Zoe, eh,...” she looked from Zoe to me, unsure “I’m sorry, we haven’t been introduced!” I wasn’t looking at Zoe but I anal knew she was rolling her eyes. “Gemma, this is Twain.” Gemma and I were looking at Zoe now. Zoe pointed at Gemma “neighbour” and then at me “boyfriend”. “Twain? That’s an interesting name” Gemma beamed. Now she’d recovered from the strange introductions she returned to her mission “Zoe and Twain, would you like to join us down the student union? Lots of us are going”. I think it was a genuine invitation. There was a cheerful meaning-well kind of feeling about Gemma. Zoe shrunk even further into the corner of the bed, if that were possible. As Gemma had asked I’d been interested and hopeful, but one glance buttfuck at Zoe confirmed my suspicions. Zoe couldn’t stand crowds. Friday night at the student union club was going to be torture for her. “Thanks, but I think we’ll stay in tonight. Another time, perhaps?” Gemma looked from me back to Zoe and then her eyes settled on the floor in front of her. Her eyes buttfucking dilated in shock. She giggled embarrassed “yes, I can see you two have _a lot_ of catching up to do!” and she blushed heavily. Then she gently closed the door and we could her uncontrolled giggling fit from the corridor immediately beyond the door. Zoe looked japanese stunned and hurt. “What’s so funny?” she demanded. “Why is everyone always laughing at me?” “Sssh sssh sssh” I was laughing too. “Look!” I said, pointing at the floor where Gemma had stared just moments before. There was a long string of condoms. “Gemma thinks we have a _lot_ of catching up to do!”. It was so funny Zoe ended up rolling around on the bed grabbing her sides. We laughed for ages. asian “So where do I sleep?” I bravely asked. Tonight was great, really it anal was. “Or you can pull out that sword, and we can make it a gangbang right now.” I waited until I was capable of giving a coherent response and told him that I was okay. Otherwise one’s file will somehow vanish and will not appear till buttfucking Ramu has been appeased. “Hi Dakota, what’s going on. We will start with what’s called the missionary position. She resumed riding him, but hard and fast asian now. I get the plan wasn’t to, buttfuck like, you know…” I gestured to the grave. “I'm fine, Daddy,” I said. Bryan, as he finished japanese his plate of nutrients, frowned at her.