She wanted me and I wanted her and last night, we indulged in that long awaited fantasy. Even after not seeing her for two years, I wanted her from al... the time we spent talking and gaming on our Xboxes together.I put on my clothes and heavy coat and walked to the house, which was about a quarter mile from the guest house we stayed in. The old farm was large but still nice to have in the family, plenty of land to hunt and fish on as well as run the family pets.I arrived at the house and saw. There was a favorite bull shit story about her not being a hooker but rather a nice girl new in town. Yes, I was interested in eves dropping in on their latest “kill” but the concept otherwise made me sad and there I go again sounding like a snob. But the parochial religious leverage d’morale was always working its magic with it’s trained brain washing and the bosses thought my overt shyness was always hilarious when “There’s simply pussy to be had for the asking just down the street in. This is the slut who said my friends were boring, and delivered beer, half way through our poker games, stark naked, twice.This is the devil who insisted on dressing up for Halloween, and then answered the door in her underwear. Red panties with a horned devil on the crotch. Just that.This is the horny trollop who introduced me to her old friend and former lover, Diane, in our bed, and then made one of my fantasies come true. All weekend.This is the girl with the voice who phoned me at the. Otherwise, have fun. I'll drop writers notes in the comments section as always so look out for those and happy reading!~ MenoetesAuthors Note: Hello Dearest Reader. Menoetes here again.I really hope you are enjoying this silly collection of saucy stories or maybe one of my other sordid tales. If you are then please let me know! Writers thrive on feedback and your kind encouragement is what keeps me plugging away at the ol' keyboard for hours on end.So feel free to drop me a quick message, shoot.