They weren't obsessive about it though, and as word reached them of intelligent beings from the 'not-wet', they came up to say hi.The Hurlon did not u...e names, as we would think of them. They knew each other as unique thought and memory 'signatures'. We were not so adept, so were forced to make up names to use as a sort of shorthand that we used when we spoke of them amongst ourselves. The elder Hurlon who was assigned the duty of being our liaison we called 'Socrates'.Socrates asked us,. I told her that she should get back if she was feeling sleepy. Most of you might be thinking why? Well, I had my eyes on another girl and some of my friends were after this one. They were already jealous of me being friends with her.Anyway, she replied that she was just going to take a nap. She told me to sleep in if I wanted to do the same. I was like ‘Woah’. But I got a funny feeling out of it. I mean nobody is going to resist a girl wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts with flowing long hair. In her mind they were playing a game, and if she was the first to look away then she’d lose. Ryan saw Gemma’s expression change. She was challenging him. Ryan’s cock stirred in his boxers when she arched an eyebrow at him. His eyes dropped to her lips, half open and pouty, and longed to kiss them. His tongue darted out and over his lips and his expression changed, too. Gemma was still looking into his eyes and noticed the hunger in them. She felt her thong grow damp with anticipation. Ryan. Well I decided I would take him to a strip club for his birthday. I knew he has never been to one and now I am bicurious and love looking at sexy women I figured it be a great adventure to share together. Well where we live there is not one so we had to travel about a hour to a bigger town that did have some. So I decided I get us a room and after the fun night we both be so horny we go back to hotel that is only about ten minutes away and have a wild night of sex. So we get to the strop club.
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