The cool night air allowed only a brief kiss, before we quickly returned to the pseudo comfort of the trailer. These other worldly experiences were b...coming as wonderful as the orgasms that produced them. I awoke to the sounds of a truck driving up to the property. Ann sprang from the cushion, wrapping a blanket around her securely as she bounded out the door. Harvey grumbled something indistinguishable and pulled on his robe as I staggered into my pants. There were two trucks outside; one. I shoved her to the floor, laughing as she kicked and yelled.“Go ahead. Who's really going to hear? Who will care? You poor, poor thing...I bet you never thought this would happen to you.” No one ever does, you know.They all think crime happens to other girls, not themselves.“You'll go to jail!” She hissed through her teeth, the fight still in her eyes.“I doubt that, bitch. Who's going to call the cops?” I asked, leering at her.Seeing that she was struggling for an answer, I leaned close to her. Summer was a beautiful girl with long dark brown hair and sweet caramel skin. Her eyes were dark, but when she looked at you, you felt affection in those eyes. George loved them. He felt he was gazing into space whenever he looked into them. He would get lost in her eyes. George was a tall, innocent boy. His hands shook, but when she held them they felt at peace. He usually wore glasses, and had brown hair that matched his deep brown eyes. They became very attracted to each other, although. (Camera pans to Peter, the host.)Peter: Uh, uh hum. The next question is for Sam. Sam, we asked your wife if she has been faithful. Has your wife been faithful? Sam.(Camera pans to Sam and Rita.)Sam (Smiling.): Of course. We have only been married a month.BZZZZZZ (A buzzer sounds.)Peter: I'm sorry Sam, that is not how your wife answered. Sam: Rita, Darling, this can't be true. Who is this worthless bastard anyway? I'll kill him.Rita: John.Sam: John? My brother John? That motherfucker, I'll kill.