“Yes,” she said, “it’s really coming down out there.” She was standing next to the window, the sweat pants and shirt hanging on her small fr...me. “It started just after I found you on the road.” I handed her a steaming bowl. “How long have I been here?” She walked back over to the couch, a far away look in her eyes. “And where is here?” She sat down, stirring the hot thick liquid. I sat down in my chair and did my best to explain where “the middle of nowhere” actually is, but what seemed to calm. Like the rest of my body, my arse is his toy to playwith. He can do anything and everything he desires with me. ?I?ll do your tits now, spread your cheeksfor me now, Baby.? Our hands touch briefly, and he squeezesmine affectionately as he reaches forward for my nipples and I stretch backwith both my hands to spread my rear cheeks a little further for him. He leansforward and I feel his hot breath between my legs, on my wet pussy and myaforementioned arsehole. Then I close my eyes and I feel his. .. not really. If you weren’t interested, I’d still have my meal here.”She was acting a bit coy, but I could understand that. We had hardly met and it wasn’t like we had much information about each other.“I think it would be a good idea if I told you something about me,” I began.She smiled. “Go ahead.”“I’m originally from Midland, Michigan, home of Dow’s head office. My father worked for Dow ... in fact, it was the only company he ever worked for. He was a graduate of Michigan State in chemical. We’re now just a couple of weeks away from 8 days in Ayai Napa; hopefully sun, drink and sex.Now I’m running ahead of myself, the week away is a result of what happened when Sam spent a week with her daughter on the coast where she is at university studying for a degree in PE.So I’ll turn the clock back a bit; Ben had stayed with Mike and me again whilst Sam was visiting their daughter. Several nights Sam had gone out to the pub with her daughter and her flat mates. Then on the Thursday night.