Large hands had tossed her like a rag doll onto the low bench, sending tankards of warm ale spewing across the sawdust-covered floor. Plates of half e...ten food clattered, the growls of the tavern mongrels fighting over the tender morsels added to the cacophony of sounds.She could feel the fingers slide up between her thighs as she struggled against them. Her wrists grabbed, yanking her flat upon the table. A resounding slap against her soft pink bottom caused her to yell with the shock. "Stop. "I then decided that Bret was a user and a loser, and I would find a guy who knew what to do and love me.Two weeks later, I met what I thought was a nice guy, and he asked me out on a date. The date was no better than the night at the party except I was fed a nice dinner.We went to his place, and it was the same as the night with Bret, he plunged into my pussy and came within a minute.I hated to give up on sex, but the thought crossed my mind more than once.I wanted to know what an orgasm was I. I have to figure out what to do with my life." It will take time. We'll have to check every day to see when the road will be open. Then, we can rent a truck and go down there." I even wonder if I can find any contractors to make repairs. From what I hear, people who know what they need done are already booking them up. I don't even know yet." Please use the phone or the computer or whatever else you need."She grinned, "I hope you sleep well."As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I kept going over my. Yet the momentary shame she felt seemed strangely to excite her all the more."Poor darling," she replied again. "Then we'll simply have to do something for you, won't we?"A twinge of self-consciousness washed over Mike as he watched in stupefied wonderment as Mrs. Wong's soft fingers gently closed around his throbbing, blood filled shaft, and her lust-filled eyes seemed to widen in delight at the sight and touch of his penis."Mike," she whispered urgently, "climb up on the rock, my darling....