When Rhonda answered it, she faced a lovely young White woman, obviously a freshman from her fresh face and self conscious manner. She also was obviou...ly one of Eric's recent recruits as the first timid, halting sentence she spoke was, "I'm Laura... I'm... I'm..."Rhonda could see the tears glistening in the girl's eyes as she continued."... here to... to... fuck..."She began sobbing."I'm... here to... fuck Eric."Rhonda looked back into the apartment noting that Eric must still be in the. ” “What the hell are you talking about?” So I told him, ”Thursday evening I went to dinner at the country club. I met Morton Jeffers there. We always go in through the locker room entrance. We heard some muffled sounds coming from the men’s lockers. When I opened the door we saw Tom Collins with his pants around his ankles, fucking one of the Irish waiters. He turned as we entered. I finally realized why he was so obnoxious and pushy—he only has a three-inch cock. Anyway, there is going to be. What she could not see was any sign of a pair of knickers, not even a G string. The woman opened the door to Room 2. Mary followed and stood in the doorway. “Hello Imogen.” said Sandra. “I’m trying to get Jaqueline to ignore the letter, but I am too late it seems.” Imogen looked at Jaqueline. “Well, I must say that the rings don’t look too bad. Your father was right, that size does look good on you. What is your tattoo going to be?” Mary was stunned by this comment. What was going on? “But I am. " That was one of the boys from high school last year whom I refused to date when he said that he wanted to f ... fuck me. He said that he was a better fucker than you, and he wanted another chance at me. I didn't even think to refuse; I just slapped him. I'm crying because he will now want to fight you, and it's all my fault!" Don't you worry about me. I'm bigger and faster than that fool. He doesn't stand a chance if he attacks me."They talked for a couple of minutes longer until one of the.