"Caitlin and some other girls were just being so cruel, saying you only hang out with me because you pity me, calling me names I just couldn't take an... more, Derek please tell me it's not true." She sobbed into his neck.Derek was beyond angry, seeing her cry was one of the worst things he'd seen, he hated seeing her upset. He did the first thing he thought of, he kissed her, he kissed her deep and slowly and she kissed him back, he could taste the tears on her lips, he lifted her by the back of. Some things were different, of course; the Mercantile, a dry-goods store, was long closed; its elderly owner and his wife had retired, and its place taken by a flower shop and a Subway. That wasn't new; it had happened several years before, but it didn't match memories of when they'd last lived there. There were a few other changes, a couple buildings gone, a windowless phone-switching building added, several storefronts occupied by different stores than they remembered -- but on an overall. "ohh God. I have got to get out of here before I rape here." He groaned when he finally came down from his orgasm.Unknown to John, Tina had much the same problem. She was on her bed naked and was finger fucking her self."OH John! Fuck me with your big cock!!!!" She moaned imagining her fingers where his dick. With her other hand she was pulling and twisting her nipples. Her body felt like it was on fire as jolts of electricity shot from her cunt to her nipples. She pinched her clit and. If it didn't work out she planned on hitting the nearby ghetto dive bar. She was well known in there, her and her easiness. It was a while before she texted. Things were staying somewhat tame. As they left the restaurant, he grabbed her ass. Only it wasn't a pinch, she said he held onto it with a grip as they left. He maintained his hold as they approached his car. He told her it was quite the spectacle, her ass. She thanked him and they headed out for drinks in his car. Again nothing for a.