I got on the bus and sat behind two very cute girls that I didn’t recognize. Larry got on the bus a few minutes later, which surprised me because he...was taking Latin, not German. He sat down beside me.“Hey, Larry! I didn’t know the Latin Club was joining us.”“Yeah. I didn’t know you were going on this field trip, either. It never came up at lunch.”“True. That explains why I didn’t recognize some people,” I said.Larry tapped one of the girls in front of him on the shoulder and said, “Hi,. We were close enough to a small island that we salvaged most of the supplies. After checking each other over for injuries. Bumps and bruises were the only evidence of the crash. That, and the two feet of pontoons in the lake. We ran through the options for rescue and all of them were ruled out. By the third or fourth option Havana started whimpering softly. Hal and I pitched the tent and arranged the supplies we saved. Liz took Havana back in the tent to try to calm her down.Hal and I. ”“Slut” she quickly said. She hurried on because she knew it would be difficult to do what she knew she had to do. Taking a deep breath she said to him:“Look this has finally got to stop. All this dirty stuff. I just can’t continue to do it. You keep forcing me to...” Roger slapped her across the face.She gasped audibly, looked around wildly and noting with chagrin that the usher, that Chet, was watching their little balcony scene.Roger plunged on: “Shut the fuck up, you pig!” She was quiet. She said she couldnt use something on me that gave me so much pleasure. I was a kind of shocked. Of course i was imagining the dildo like another guys cock but i said stuff like its me who uses it so its the same as my finger aso and i asked if she was thinking it was another man. Of course she said no but this was the trigger for something in my brain. I was sure she was at least sometimes imagining the dildo like a threesome and was a kind of in it. After that day i thought that this is.