Roslyn turned off the hot water. Oh sure, after they had practically raped each other there was finally an hour of quiet solitude, a quietness with sm...ll talk and touching that was totally void of any penetration.Bringing herself back to reality Ros stepped out of the shower to face an inquisitive Libby. It was hard to carry on a conversation with her. Deflecting Libby's questions, Roslyn's thoughts were already on what was next. Would it ever happen again? Should she ever allow it again? Could. Would I go? Of course. Was I confident? No. They could be planning anything. They could be intending to sit on my face and suffocate me, which had a bizarre sort of appeal. Or they could try to fuck me to death, each, in turn, demanding I rattle their bones until my back broke and finally my heart gave out. Again, not entirely unwelcome.Or they might simply grab me and slit my throat. Was that how a gang of girls would do it? Probably not. Poison, more likely. Hold me down and pour hydrogen. In the free use world, Danny and Breanna fucked the day after she gave her innocence to her brother-in-law. They were both leaving work, talking about a different subject, when Danny asked to see her nude. She did him one better, by spreading her legs in the backseat of her car. Cady and Breanna weren’t the only coworkers from his fast food days that he fucked, but they were the most memorable.As Danny explored the alternate’s memories about women from his past, he went through several social. Petra tries to engage him in conversation but he ignores her, just keeps swigging from his beer and staring hopelessly at me and Paul making out. He’s looking annoyed and jealous. He has absolutely zero interest in Petra now and he isn’t bothering to pretend anymore. He’s focused purely on moi. Poor Petra is sat there like a spare part and it’s all getting very awkward. Well, okay, not for me. I’m loving every minute of it! I inflame the situation by getting sexier with Paul. We’re underneath.