As I am patrolling around I start to check all my hot spots. Just as I am about to go over a little hiding spot is a small area where, well is isolate..., well cover and unless you know how to get there is the perfect spot of midnight lovers. I always catch a couple in midway or mid-action. I drove past it about 40 mins ago doubt there is anything but as I pull up my vehicle and hits the lights, I am surprised. Two very well looking males, both white one slightly taller dirty blondish hair green. I was still her friend and still hung out with her, and oddly enough the day she told me she liked me I didn’t react badly at all. I knew she knew I was straight, but then again I didn’t know if I was straight. Occasionally Stella would try to put some moves on me, but I worked my tease moves and pushed her away. A couple months until summer she told me she had a date. ‘Ok?’ I thought thats cool, maybe she’ll stop liking me. Lying in bed that night I realized that I LIKE her. I really like her.. "Alex is that you? What the fuck are you doing, and is that Graces'sclothes you're wearing?" For the next ten minutes or so I tried as best I could to explain mydress and why I had done it.My concerns over George's welfare, his drinking, my daft idea that maybehaving a woman around the house would help cure it or change his habits,him blurting out the other night about getting Grace back etc. Hequestioned me had I done this sort of thing before, was I gay Both of which I nervously denied. "Ok. I could only assume they were already readying her for sex as articles of clothing were flying around and her knickers were thrown into the front seat for the driver to savout the moistened crotch. ‘I am first with this one,’ the driver said, as he reached across and slipped his hand down my knickers giving my clitoris a cruel twist, making me scream out in pain. I was strangely calm considering our plight, I knew were going to be ****d and I was resigned to the forthcoming event, with a.