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None of them could believe what I was told by Candice and Matt. “Then when factor in me being young, and dumb, and that they were telling all of you to stay away from me. It all lined up.” I concluded. “That's some seriously fucked up shit.” Rachel said, with the rest of them nodding in agreement. “Is that why you didn't come to the last reunion?” “Partially.” I admitted. “That, and I was busy building up my business.” “That's level headed of you.” Kim said. “What made you decide to come this time? I mean, we're happy that you did, but just curious.” “Business is good, and a friend of mine convinced me that I should.” I shrugged. “I'm glad that I did. You lovely ladies have been, enlightening, and great company.” We all continued to talk, and catch up. Our class president was scheduled to talk before the tour of the Old Port was to begin. It wasn't an actual tour, it was basically bar hopping in the Old Port. I excused myself to refill my coffee, and duck outside for a cigarette before the indian speaking was to begin. Kim asked if I minded her joining me. I told her that I didn't. The rest of the girls razed her as we left, which caused me to chuckle. I refilled my coffee. Kim got herself another O.J., and we headed toward the door. The route took us past Candice and Matt's table. Kim and I were chatting as we walked, and Candice and I caught each other's eyes for a moment as we passed by her table. It looked like she was trying to figure out who I was for a moment before recognition exploded all over her face. I just kept walking, and talking with Kim out the door. I left my cigarettes in the car, so Kim followed me out to the parking lot. She spotted the Ferrari. “Oh, Jesus. Did they really get that car to show off in front of everybody?” She asked. “No, actually it's my car.” I told her, unlocking the door, and grabbing my cigarettes. “Well, it's a rental, but still.” I handed her a cigarette, and pulled one out for myself. Then threw the pack back in the car before locking it. “Sorry, I wasn't trying to insinuate anything.” She said, as I lit her cigarette for her. I lit my own cigarette, and shrugged. “I rented a car, and that's what they gave me.” We smoked our cigarettes, and talked some more. She even got a little flirty, touching me every so often while we talked, and laughing at all of my corny jokes. I got the feeling that she still wanted to fuck me. We made it back inside right before the class president took the stage. Then simultaneously the three clapped. I'll be hidden with Nathalie. Sitting down next to me, she leaned in dropping her face against my chest as the tears started flowing more freely. Eventually, we made our way up to the deck outside her room. "Yes," I claimed, wrapping my arms around her. My fingers clenched and closed. She was just lounging with her head tilted back on a rolled-up towel. Several dishes smashed against the ground as he went into a tantrum. The fluid from inside her had become more plentiful. Carl quickly agreed with me. "Now go ahead and pull your dick out, and watch all your sperm come out of my dick." I told him what was expected of him and how much he’d get paid. Her pussy writhed around my digits. A boy? “Me too,” I said and we both indian looked at Sherry, her dress above her knees which were together. "What do you think?" She was looking up at him; her big brown eyes focused on his face as she began to work on his trousers. Lena swallowed and shook her head, she’d never so much as had a finger in her ass before, the idea of more did not leave her feeling hopeful. She slid her hand into Rekha's panties from the back side. Aruna felt revulsion at this humiliating brute. Jill drove me home with Ellen following in her car.