He could see several police cars heading for the gate as he ran full speed through the woods and into the opening. While he knew that it was dangerous...to be out in the open, he had no choice; it was the quickest route to the house. He ran with lightening speed across the grass, up the steps and into the house, hitting the button to open the security gate for the cops as he went. Mac turned the corner to the living room and looked through the door to the kitchen. He saw Tess and Angela still. He struggled to roll off the cot but his legs gave out on his first step. If he was going to walk, he needed a cane. A nearby pole would have to do. Just as he reached the door, a woman rushed in waving her arms and saying, "No, no, no! Deutsche. Germans." It was the woman he saw in the church. She was bringing him bread, boiled eggs, and coffee. "Eat. You must eat." Merci, thank you," he replied. "What is your name, nom?" My name is Bridgette," she purred in perfect English. It was apparent to. “And that was the best sex I ever had before too. If you are wondering I have been with a couple women before. I just enjoy the sex with them more than men. Not that I don't like cock, I'm not saying that at all, but a woman knows how a woman likes to be fucked. So once I realized that you weren't talking about your girlfriend, I jumped at the chance,” Erica said. “Oh, I didn't know that. I never thought you were a lesbian, I was just attracted to you for some reason. I've never ever really. A man always smiles like that when he likes something."You know I could tutor Carrie if you thought that would really help."One look at my protruding nipples, and he changed his attitude. I never knew they had that much power, although plenty of men had admired my breasts when I shopped in the summer or at the beach with more exposure. The Walmart manager was always being a flirt, but I just blew it off as youth. I will admit that when Carrie's friends came over, I liked how the senior boys.