" OK. I'm wearing jeans, a short-sleeved, 100% cotton pullover shirt, and, let's see -- gray socks and Nikes." Ohhhh," Maria said. "That sounds so sex...!" Are you high?" I said."Am I high? Like on drugs? Of course not!" Well, you sound a little loopy." I called you so we could talk dirty," she said in a kittenish voice."And you're doing a helluva job," I said. "Seldom have I participated in such an arousing conversation!" I really am wearing underwear," she said."Terrific. I believe you. What a. I should tell her all was forgiven. She should just go and sin no more.Something about her was rattling around in my brain when my clock went off at 5AM. I took the trike and Dog out for a couple of hours work. Dog seemed happier when we went up and down the roads than any other time. He also loved Hardee's. He sat up on the bench of their concrete patio set and ate from the table just like a person. Okay it was like a person with terrible table manners.We went home I skipped the showered and. We were in the middle of the football field right on the school logo. One of the team got in behind me kneeling down and put his hands on my hips and I felt him get up against me and he thrust hic cock into my ass. Everyone else just stood around watching him have sex with my bottom. They were just chatting to each other like it was not a big deal and I felt so isolated and ashamed. The honey made it easy for him to slide in and out and as he was using me another guy knelt down in front of me. Grinning slightly I leaned into him, “I can fix that.” A slight hint of promise was laid beneath my words. His fingers immediately clenched around my hand, a loud gasp echoing in the still night. He had caught onto what I meant and suddenly his steps were made with a much greater urgency. A quick left, a simple right, and a straight walk to our front door. An echoing jingle sounded out as our door was pushed open. Sometimes wreaths were more of a bother than a beautiful decoration. Pulling my.