after a systematic verbal deconstruction of the Mini Cooper today I had to admit to myself that I have become a car snob.

Multiple Equations

Pentagons and Parallelograms was the strangest name for a club, thought Dan, but he was a strange kid and felt welcome in the math department.  So he signed up with his phone number and went back to his room to wait.

His phone buzzed not thirty minutes later: Welcome to P&P.  Bring a towel.  Larson Building, Room D.

Room D was, very solidly, the basement of the Larson Building, where the math students clustered to give their long-winded presentations on high concepts.  Dan descended the stairs as softly as he could, though the pulse coming through the double doors in front of him voided the necessity for silence.

Dan put his hand to the door to go inside, but magically it swung open before he could touch it.  Inside was a cacophony of strobe lights, laser lights, and stage smoke.  Everyone was naked.

Dan actually gasped.  "Whaaat?  This is Pentagons and Parallelograms?“

"Indeed it is,” said a silky voice at his side.  He turned to see a girl no older than he was, her brown hair done up in huge movie-star ringlets.  Below bounced a pair of juicy, enticing breasts.  Hungrily, Dan traced her sleek shape down to her navel and below.  She was short-cropped and tidy and swollen.

She saw him looking and patted her mound with a teasing smile.  "I’m Stephie.  Come to enjoy yourself?“

"Show me everything,” Dan managed.

Stephie giggled and took his hand.  She tugged as if to lead him towards some part of the room, but stopped abruptly so that his fingers caught under her ass.  Glancing over her shoulder, she nodded her satisfaction.  "Good.  Start there.  Work your way around.  We’ll get you to the others eventually.“

Dan’s mouth worked, but he had forgotten how to string words together.  His eyes darted as he sought signs that this was more than a dream.  Men and women lay stretched out to five points on various pentagon-shaped mats laid out while others, one to an erogenous zone, stretched out around them and pleasured them with tongues and hands and their own bodies.  Other couples and triples lay spooning or rocking gently in sideways penetration.

"The faculty has no idea.  Well, except the ones who are here.”  Stephie brought his attention back to her by taking his other hand and stroking herself down her sides with them.  Dan found that his shorts were providing little cover for his massive hard-on.

“Oh?  You really wanna get started?”  Stephie clutched at his cock in her nimble fingers, making Dan swallow hard.

“Uh – yeah, yeah, I do.”  He pulled his shirt off, then stood with it dangling awkwardly from his hand.  "What about – “

"Clothes are for idiots,” Stephie said with an almost predatory grin, and she proceeded to remove his shorts.  Then she got down on her knees and tossed her head back so her hair fell away from her face.  Dan noticed there was a tiny gap between her two front teeth.  It made him smile.

It made him moan when she scraped those teeth gently down his cock, one hand clutching at his ass, the other slipping between his cheeks to tease the wrinkly skin of his asshole.

Woooooooooooooooooo!
😀 😀 😀 😀 YAY YAY YAY
So happy for you guys! When do you move?

THANKS FRIENDS <3

we move on May 1. well, our lease starts then. we may end up lingering a little longer to make sure it’s a smooth transition, but not by much, and certainly my long-stored STUFF will be back in my hands starting in May!!!

Battlestar Galactica – Miniseries – Thoughts & Comments

analyticaddict:

I promised a quick post of my thoughts and comments on the miniseries/first two episodes of BSG, so here goes.

  • I’m still learning some characters. By the second hour, I got most of the main character’s names. Their relationships I got immediately, but names take a bit longer. I wanted to complain that there were too many characters, but I’m a huge Song of Ice and Fire fan and that series has a million and one characters and I know their names and their houses and their ranks and their crests, so I guess I can handle a shipful of characters.
  • Kara Thrace – Everyone loves Starbuck. I mean really, really loves Starbuck. I like her so far, but I’m not crazy in love just yet. It’s just the beginning though.
  • President Roslin – now her, I love. What a HBIC. She’s 43rd in line and still becomes president. She was the Secretary of Education, she wasn’t ready for this and at no point did she ever think she’d become president. And then she just steps up to the plate and is amazing at it. Lee goes to stop her and then he’s like nope not messing with her she’s in charge yes ma’am madam president.
  • I like Lee’s face. That is a nice face.
  • I love the Earth myth. At first I thought this was some sort of post-earth world. That we screwed things up and humanity had to go out into the stars, a la Firefly or Doctor Who. But then we find out that humanity exists completely separate from Earth and that Earth itself is just a myth, a promise Commander Adama makes to placate what’s left of the population.
  • I also love how the Galactica only survives because it’s outdated and was going to be turned into a museum. Those things didn’t get the update and therefore weren’t compromised.
  • Fucking Gaias. Oh my god this guy. He’s so narcissistic and dumb, but a genius and you can’t hate him even though so much of this is his fault because he thinks with his penis. He’s the Oh, Honey of BSG.
  • Damn. Boomer is a cylon. That’s such a cool twist, because she’s been painted so far as the humane one. The one who decides to take refuges even though her ship can’t hold much. The one who takes in the kid after his parents die. And she’s the robot.
  • I would watch a show that was nothing but Tricia Helfer talking to the screen. That is all.