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Chapter 41 by TimT85

Go up against this guy? Are you crazy?

Like a Fox.

When you were a child, you spent summers at your grandmother's house. Grandma Doe was a widow, your grandfather and namesake having died early in the Vietnam War. She raised her one son on her own after that, and lived very independently until her passing in 2000.

What was most remarkable of all that, was she was born deaf. Your father Warren's first language was sign language, and he was constantly bullied at the Catholic School he attended for seeming slow. He taught you sign, and you used it during those summers with your grandmother.

You were thinking of all this as your party bus of frat boys and feminist scholars pulled in front of the O-Trip-C's School for Deaf, this state's preeminent post-secondary school for deaf students. You adjusted your cock as you signed your way in, making your way through the silent hall looking for an attractive addition to your retinue.

The most attractive was a deaf-mute named Lonnie. You signed her your intent to fuck and keep, and she was familiar enough with three-hour syndrome not to object. You took her to her dorm room, and with a wink to her silent roommate, began stripping the poor teen of her garments.

You laid her down on her bed, and began fingerblasting, noting the resistance you weren't sure would be there in one so attractive. Her guttural moans went unheard to all but you as they echoed through the halls. Warmed and loose enough, you took her maidenhead as you kissed her passionately. Only a slight grimace betrayed her pain as she looked at you with adoration. That was enough to eject your seed and fill the womb of this quiet vixen.

She walked with you naked and disheveled, wearing only shoes and a backpack as you reentered the bus.

You parked the bus a half-mile down from the cul du sac, walking with Lonnie and Agnes back to your home. It was Wednesday morning, the activities at the college taking many hours, and Chris and Leigh and Rebecca were all worried or annoyed.

Most concerning, however. The Amish were here.

The Amish?

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