My tongue rushed out to taste it. It tasted little salty. It was liquidy but a bit thick. Nothing bad but nothing to fall in love with either. I could...’t understand why girls would find something like this irresistible. But then again, I didn’t do it like they did. This was my first time.“Do you like it or hate it?” he asked.“Neither, but then again, I don’t know what I am supposed to feel at this stage. I don’t know what I just did. I don’t know if it was right or wrong.”“Jenny, you were. So I heard them talking and doing something away from me, while I tried to fumble, looking for a way to open the bag, but it was useless. In no time they were back and one guy opened the bag. I gust of wind hit me and I almost curled myself trying to keep my warmth, but the bulky one lifted me and threw me over his shoulder, his hand stroking my butt while he headed back to the others. Hey, look at this. He said while pointing out something to the others, making them whistle in agreement. With. If I stayed awake any longer to dwell on this, I might snap. Even the fantasy realm was not enough to get this off my mind. I sighed, saved, and powered down.8:00 PM. Close enough.Eyelids shut.10:00 PM. I heard a loud smack against the window. I got up and opened the curtains. A surreal ball of water flew up and hit it once more. It kept its shape until it hit the glass, making the same strange sound then dispersed. I undid the latch and opened it to find Kammeryn looking up at me from our back. From her glorious nap. Elena relished her lazy Sundays at home alone in her apartment. Yet her loneliness grew deep down in her belly. She longed for someone’s touch on her shoulder every now and then. She longed for the romance she read about in the dime store novels that aligned her bookshelf. But most of all she longed for a good fuck every now and then. At twenty-four Elena was still pretty new at sex. Elena lost her virginity at eighteen to her high school sweetheart after prom like in the.