I had a haystack, a place to start. All I needed to do now was find the needle. Piece of cake. Yeah, right.The warehouse Amud mentioned was in an indu...trial area, busy on the weekdays, but almost deserted at night and on the weekends. I could hear a ruckus that sounded like someone was strangling cats from the tail end of a Heavy Metal band concert in the stadium a couple of blocks over. This being a Friday evening, I figured Simone got here just when the streets were empty, the workers had. It is a little weird, it is Freudian, it is a perverse sexual satire of a young woman's life. This story is darker than I had originally conceived it to be, and strays far from the source material it was inspired by. I got the idea from a video I saw on the xHamster homepage earlier this evening. Because I believe in giving credit where credit is due, here is the link to the video:http://xhamster.com/movies/1431723/laura_and_bambu.htmlI posted a quickly written draft version of this story in. My uncle fucked my pussy hard and with every thrust Chris fucked my mouth harder. Jimmy pulled his cock from my pussy and said, “Get on your knees.” I playfully shook my head no and Jimmy grabbed my hair and pulled me up from the bed. Chris laid back on the bed. “Straddle Chris, facing away from me,” Jimmy said still holding my hair. “OK,” I said biting my lip. “Good girl,” Jimmy said then kissing me forcefully. I straddle Chris and spread my cheeks wide apart with my hands. My juices flowed. I just then, Cynthia and mom came in the dining room. Ryan, I will be going out for shopping at 9 mom said if you get any phone calls for me, tell the person to call after 11. Okay mom, I replied, Mom went straight to her bedroom to get changed, while Cynthia placed my breakfast on the table. I looked at her and smiled. She smiled back and then leaned forward to look at my crotch. Although I was wearing pants and underwear, my erection showed clearly. Hmmm! You are being a good boy and she.