After a quick shower and an hour drive into rural western Pennsylvania, they arrived at Peter's abode, an ancient but well maintained farmhouse sittin... in the middle of recently plowed fields that stretched over the gently rolling hills as far as the eye could see.As they exited the car, Peter came out to greet them. Of average height, he was thick with muscle and had a broad, kind face topped with hair that was beginning to thin despite his relative youth.After introductions and handshakes had. This is the second instance of me having sex with a girl, with a friend of mine and oh yeah the girl is yet again elder to me and my friend.After passing out from high school, I cleared my engineering entrance exams and took admission in a private engineering college. I was 18 years old and was new to the whole experience of college life. The college I took admission in was a good reputed one with lots of girls and female teachers. Now this incident involves me and a senior girl in the 3rd. I took the paper and put on some actual jeans instead of just my sweat pants, then kissed her as I went out the door.The streets were creepily empty, like there had been a zombie invasion or something, but there were a few rare people out and about like me. Some wore those surgical masks to stay safe, and everyone stayed well away from everyone else.The grocery store was about the only place that still seemed moderately busy. It was almost normal, though as soon as I walked in I could see how. The brick-walled estate was fricking huge.Alfred spoke while Jason studied the image. “I cannot find any information regarding Miss Stephanie’s presence. Given her illicit nature, it isn’t surprising. However, there is only one man named Roger Grainer with sufficient wealth to have purchased our Miss Stephanie.”“Why would he have used his real name?”“Unknown. Perhaps conceit or a rich man’s assumed immunity from prosecution. Our next step is to ascertain if he, in fact, does have Miss.