I knew I wanted to be with her that night. The graduation ceremony was over and we headed to the resort where the graduation party was.Ameesha and I w...re headed there together and we were alone in the car. We had general talks and started to discuss our relationship and all the memories we had shared. By the time we reached the resort, there was an awkward silence in the air. We checked in and went to our rooms with a couple of friends. We were staying in rooms adjacent to each other.So we got. “Fuck me! Fuck my little fucking shithole!” She cried with that innocent voice, her face like a doll, her body smooth with youth, her ass filled like a depraved whore, sucking on my cock, pulling out like a fleshy tent on my pole every time I withdrew. I fucked her with a fervency, becoming rougher with every thrust, slapping her ass and squeezing it with relish. She cried out with punctuated breath, her blue eyes staring back, wide and wonderous, her pink lips gaping. I plunged my tongue into. I think he was expecting me to respond but all i could do was look on. He walked back over to me after a short pause. "I'll let you think about it.... if you want to take me up on this offer... just come meet me in the locker room during lights out" He walked off and left me by myself as we both went on with our days. It got dark fast and the time came around where i would have to either stay and put myself in trouble for my affair with the inmate or go meet the other guard for more gay sex. I. It’s an old fashioned name much like Barbara or Elizabeth, don’t you think? It’s akin to Priscilla or Pamela. I love names that have more than two syllables. Whenever you say a three or more syllable name, such as Allison and Melissa, it is like reciting poetry. Sorry, but I’m in love…with Cynthia. Her name reminds me of that girlfriend of Prince Charles, the one that he married after Princess Di died, Camilla Parker Bowles. Now, no one refers to her as Cammy. That would sound dreadful. Camilla.