What’s wrong?”He shook his head. “It’s nothing ... It just hurts a little.”“From what? The couch?”He shook his head. “It just ... gets...like this sometimes.”“Let me see.”He shook his head. “It’s okay.”“I said let me see! Come over here,” she commanded.Joey stepped up to her, and Annie pulled his shirt up. “Where does it hurt?”“Up here,” he said, pointing to his armpit.She lifted his shirt up higher, inspecting, and gasped. “OY! TRICIA!”“What is it?” Joey asked.“You have a huge rash!”“Really?”She. God, maybe I am a lesbian! she thought. I've just never realized it till now. Because I want her bad, more than any man. More than I ever wanted any man! I want to fuck her... and eat her... and rub my pussy against hers until we both just melt with coming. Oh god, it was so good!She could almost climax all over again, just recalling it. The whole thing was very disturbing. All day she had to fight the urge to go to the part of the building where Karen worked. Just to see her. Maybe to get her. Find and Fuck is a game that my friends and I thought of. The way to play is simple. You find a hot guy, flirt with them, and then fuck before the night is over. As you’re doing it with a guy you take a picture of his face and dick. The next day we meet and the girl who found the overall best guy, with the hottest face and nice dick, wins. I look around disappointed. I can't find anyone who would help me win the game. I see that Carly and Erika both found hot guys to talk to but Melissa can't. Of course, that's what Hassan intended. I would learn that she always chose her words very carefully, and for maximum effect.She taunted me over Brenda's death every day for a year and I thought I couldn't take any more. I had just about come to the decision to end my own misery by killing myself. I had even decided how I was going to do it: by tearing out my own throat with my right hand.I thought that things couldn't get any worse and that's when Hassan proved me wrong."How are we today, my.