She hummed quietly to herself. It hadn’t been a great day, but maybe it could still be a good night.She could hope for that, right?Sam collapsed, ba...ging her knees on the sidewalk. Her stomach felt like it was being stabbed. She grabbed at her clothes, frantically trying to unzip her coat and lift her shirt. There, beneath her navel, a ring of foreign letters were being burned into her skin, sizzling as if she had been stuck with a brand. She sucked in a sharp breath, trying not to cry,. Better than any other addiction I know of. If you know something better let me know, I want it. In the meantime, I’ll settle for pussy.When we finished we dressed and continued the drive to her place. I dropped her off and as I did she said, “I babysit for the people next door on Wednesday nights. Stop off after you close up your service station and we’ll fuck once a week at least. Bob is working swing shift also so if you can you could stop every night you want here too.I thanked her for the. " Did you talk to him since he took off yesterday?" No. I waited around after school and he never showed up. I walked home alone. I called but his mom said he was sick." There's a lot of that going around." Huh?" Oh, Mary had a stomach ache yesterday and she's staying home today." That's too bad. I like Mary." You should tell her that." But she's your sister." Yeah, she is. But she's also a girl. I don't want her sitting home alone for the rest of her life just because she's my sister. She. Just like she USED to take it . . . long, long time ago.Ginger was used to being fucked incessantly night and day by her ex-boyfriend, a biker.She often fantasized about being used as a fuck-toy. Jimmy arrived at the abandoned building within 25 minutes. He very calmly got out, opened the door for Ginger and guided her by the elbow to the front.Once Ginger stepped into the unlit building she knew it was a mistake because she heard several male voices yelling and whistling."SURPRISE!" the voices.