Feeling a change in my muscles, you gasp loudly, crying out my name as I start thrusting harder and harder deep inside your passionate, vulnerable cen...er. This time I enter you forcefully, unable to control the passion you have started. You feel me pushing your legs wider for a deeper penetration than before. Raising your hips to meet me, opening to my increasing roughness, you give yourself to me fully. Meeting each thrust with one of your own, the intensity grows rapidly. We have become like. Pam arrived right on 7. I'd been allowed to wear a black knee length dress, on top of my usual underwear. My feet were squeezed into the high heels Pam had first chosen. And I found it very difficult to walk, as I teetered over to answer the door. I hardly felt embarrassed at all, as Pam entered, commenting on my clothing as she passed into the room. I suppose I was used to her remarks, and accepted her as a co-tormentor with Rachel. I served dinner to the two ladies; I was permitted to eat in. “Now get up, and let's play!” Riley didn't baby me. He didn't jump in front of me to get the ball or make me feel bad if I messed up. In fact, he never stopped smiling. I got a high five every time we scored a point (even if I didn't contribute) and a huge, crushing bear hug after the games we won. Jon made sure I was welcome among his friends, but Riley made sure I felt welcomed.When all of the rounds were done everyone was sweaty and good natured. Riley and I finished in third place, a fact. "You get yourself settled, and I'll make some lunch, then we'll carry on."So... start at the party, then." Ally said, this time with a pen and a pad at the ready. "What happened." I'd... I'd already decided what I was going to do." Marcus began, hesitantly. "I'd written the letter, I delivered it on the way. I just... I wanted to see her before I went." Shawna began crying, gently, leaning her head on his shoulder, and he looked down at the table as he continued."I got in, and... I didn't want.