"Then, really, we would need those years broken out for accuracy rather than dividing by 4."
I internally thought to myself, I would like that very much so. After lunch we headed back to the dorm rooms and I didn't know what we were going to do. I bagoo I had an essay to write, and having Ryan there would make things more difficult, considering I'd Hoa a raging boner.
That night, Ryan actually went to a party and invited me to go, I figured why not, I haven't been to any parties since I've been here, its time to loosen up, in more than one way. The party was your typical stereotypical frat party, bunch of drunken guys, and slutty girls, keg stands, loud music, trash everywhere, I don't know why Ryan insisted on going to these things.
But I grabbed a beer and decided to mingle a little bit. My eye was caught on this one frat boy who was really hot. He wore a hat that covered strong blonde hair. He was wearing a tight muscle shirt that contoured to his perfect shape...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑