"The fuckers called our office at nine-fifteen to cancel," he said. "They also told them someone from here would find me and let me know, but clearly ...hat didn't happen. I'm going to have to have a little talk with the office staff when I get back, but it's not really their fault." So what's next?" asked Ken."You go home," said David. "I'm sorry -- I didn't realize that they were going to be such assholes." Things get rescheduled all the time," said Ken, trying to make the situation sound. I stayed right by his side for the rest of the night. I went to look for a bathroom and found one in back bedroom of the house. As I started to go in someone hurried me in and closed the door behind us, it was the stranger that fucked me in the hot tub. He grabbed me and started to kiss me and pulled my bottoms off. I wanted to fuck him again, I don't know why. He pushed me onto the vanity and placed my legs up on his shoulders and pressed his cock into my gooey pussy. This was happening so. A girl wearing a big collar around her neck that said “Puddin” was totally normal when I was a Freshman in High School.However, now the new trend is tight yoga pants. I wish I could shake the hand of the man who sold girls on super skin tight exercise pants. Most women wear their shirts pulled down and have on the black ones that hide their asses or their panties but even that is starting to change to lighter colors and no baggy shirts hanging down.There are some attention whores at my school. You must have taken 20 loads of cum. There was even some white boy who got a turn on you. You are one nasty bitch, let’s get you into the shower and clean you up.”She helped me to my feet and I staggered toward the bathroom. As I stood, a load of cum began to run down my legs, confirming that one of the men in the room had just fucked me or maybe all of the men had?“Finish that beer where I can use it to wash you out. You are fucking nasty, but the guys got what they paid for.”“Paid for”, I.