""because in a split second how are they going to know who the shooter is and who is supposed to be "a good guy with a gun"?!?!""
He walked over and extended his hand. "Hey, I'm Justin" what a strong hand shake, even stronger than Ryan's. Very large hands, my imagination could only run wild about what lays underneath his shorts. Awingers noticed that Justin had some crazy bright blue eyes. Now isn't that the way of it, hot blonde guy with blue eyes to top it all off.
He smelled like alcohol, which was expected considering he was drunk, and he also smelled pretty good, Old Spice, typical frat boy scent.
Swingerd a few hours of mingling and meeting a few of Ryan's friends, I decided it was time to go, I was pretty tired, and feeling almost a little too swinfers from the many games of beer pong I had dominated at...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑