“There’s a time and place when being made love to is needed but there’s also a time and place for being fucked, for being used by a man for his ...leasure.” “And Charles does that for you?” She tightened her grip on his erection. “Yes,” she responded quickly. “I look into his eyes as he fucks me; there’s a smile and there’s lust in them. It’s almost like a smile of self satisfaction when you have just beaten someone at something. He makes me feel... he makes me feel as if he is taking me. My high heels were oneof my better pairs. My chest jiggled most invitingly as we drove over therough back road.The motel was cheap but clean. I freshened my lipstick as Randy paid thenightie clerk. Seeing that I was tipsy, Randy swooped me up in his armsand carried me to the room. He was not taking any chances. His rock-hardpenis needed relief.When you are drunk, sex feels so good. Randy was one of the larger boysif you know what I mean. I think if his good Catholic girlfriend was toexperience. You know about it, guys. I replied to her.Me: It’s good, you look good in that.Hema: Just good? I expected a different answer.Me: Shall I tell you one thing, if you don’t scold.Hema: Yes tell I won’t scold.Me: It’s ok, leave it. If I tell you will scold for sure.Hema: I will not scold promise, tell me.Me: It’s fine, it was a bad thing, I realized that now.She convinced me to open up and say what it is after a few arguments. I finally opened up.Me: There is nothing that I can really see.Hema:. Before the girls in his group of friends had been sort of paired off with the guys, Cathy had been Drew's sort of girlfriend. Too young to date alone they were still thought of as sort of a couple and spent a lot of time together. Drew didn't really know a lot about Cathy before but now was all ears when she talked about her personal life. Cathy and the other girls had also noticed a change in Drew. Before he never seemed to notice anything they did to make themselves look good and had even.