Heather had the same look of excitement most people get on roller coasters as the cars climb that first big hill.Running downstairs, Gregg opened the ...oor and let in a slightly thinner, but well-tanned Chad. They embraced like old friends, trading slaps on the back. "I hope you don't mind, but our dinner plans have changed ... that is, unless you'd like watered down hockey-puck for dinner?"Chad laughed as Gregg explained the cooking fiasco. Before entering the upstairs apartment door, Chad. All of the players chose their color armies, and the nation cards were distributed. The armies were counted out, and placed on the board. They rolled the dice to set the order of play, and the four women engaged in War to conquer the world. With the prize being Myra, who had been led away by Sabrina.Janet hung back, playing conservatively, letting the others battle it out. She attacked gradually, gaining new countries at first, continents next. Her color, red, that she had always used,. Stepping through the two-foot thick snow covered driveway and road to Mrs. Jensen’s home caused my legs to burn, even in the intense cold. I knocked on her door, trying to catch my breath from the journey. Apparently I hadn’t worked out enough! I heard the top lock being undone, and the door hand being turned. I was greeted with warm air on my face from the house, and the smell of coffee. Mrs. Jensen stood in the doorway. “Yes, may I help you?” Her soft, soothing voice echoed in my. She wanted an orgasm, and knew she was getting close.The hand disappeared from between her legs. Her hands were untied.“Back on your knees.”She knelt down again, and made eye contact. Graham held up a condom.“Tell me if you want me to fuck you.”“Please fuck me. I need it. Please, sir.” She had no idea where this came from. She was used to keeping control. She had become her own dirtiest fantasy.He handed her the condom. “Put it on.”She took the condom, and regretted she had never learned how to.