She tried to calm him down, but he continued to move his hand and tried to push her hand away."I don't know what you want, Carl. Do you want me to lea...e?He raised his hand and she was hurt that he didn't want her help. He put his hand over her and patted her hand and then pushed her hand away. Then it dawned on her what he wanted."Do you want me to leave and go to work?"His hand rose twice and he pushed her hand away. She reached for him and hugged him."OK, I'll leave. I'm going to get you your. Damn, talk about a proper screwing there ... she was fucking me by riding me cowgirl-style, whereas she diddled David by cheating on or dumping him (or both).Then I saw him. David fucking Schuyler, bound to a chair in the school clinic, forced to watch his girlfriend get it on with another fellow. Amber turned around and winked at her beau, even as he strained against his bonds. She even blew him a kiss while she kept bouncing up and down on my pole. It felt incredible to know that I planted. Well she wasn`t going to let him get to her, she would show him. So here she was getting ready for a night out. It had been a long time since she had gone out alone, and she was sure going to enjoy herself. She dressed to kill; she had bought herself a matching black lace bra and panty set, very skimpy. A short black skirt, a little too short her mother would have said, and a white blouse, her bra visible through then material. She took one last look in the mirror, admiring her expertly. , he admitted. "People into fantasy tend to want toat least." Then perhaps you should read this missive instead of us."He grunted, pulling into a rest stop. The girls flitted about the trees ashe went to the bathroom, then opened the palm pilot.From: Dandelion201To: Traveller701Fantasy Conventions;Regarding last reply, I was thinking of the kind of guys that hang aroundat Sci Fi and Fantasy conventions. They tend to be like I was, nerdy typesthat never get into real life. Is it possible they.