’ ‘Hey, it’s your bachelorette party not his and we’re paying for the rooms so what’s your problem?’ Sherry said. ‘It does sound like fu... and don’t they say ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?’ Kate said. ‘That’s right girl. So are we on then?’ Sherry said. ‘I think yes, let’s do it. What’s the plan?’ Kate asked. ‘We’ll leave here at one o’clock on Friday. I’ll pick you up at work and then we’ll pick up Brenda and Pam and hit the road. I reserved two adjoining rooms for us at the Monte. It was 8 o'clock before I finally got back to my apartment, kicking off my boots in random directions; meeting Stacy again had boosted my spirits a little, but now that I had gotten back, my depression came rushing back. I slumped into one of my random desk chairs, maybe I did need to buy a table for this room. Sitting back, I wondered what I was going to do, maybe eating was a good first step; after all, I hadn't eaten anything since 2, before I had started work. Mustering up my strength, I. You do not controlling or modifying,you are a well balanced, fairly normal teenager, or at least I thought youwere. Don't talk to this boy, but make your own decision. Come to me with ananswer tomorrow morning. Gail slept very little that night. She touched the ornaments and tried tofantasize about Chris making love to her, but in her dreams he kept turninginto a viscous male, intent upon personal satisfaction and not caring abouther at any meaningful level. The following morning, her mind was. She agreed to come pick me up. She had no makeup on and still looked fantastic. He hair was blonde now. Pulled back in a ponytail through her leather hat. She was wearing a low cut t-shirt, tight jeans, and grey wedges. I looked at her, "you promised, are you going to keep it?" She smiled, "Yes!" So, we stopped to get a room. We went upstairs, and all could think to myself was "Bro, you know she's had damn good dick, you better fuck her right!" We made out, and she unzipped my slacks, and.