English was less eventful, and I soon found myself back in the lunchroom. Not having the opportunity to 'demonstrate' sex had taken a toll on both Amy...and me, and we decided to relieve one another. Amy lay on the ground. I straddled her and ran one hand through her hair while I fingered her with the other. I noticed that we were starting to draw an audience. After a few minutes of this, Amy signaled that she was ready, and I slowly lowered my throbbing shaft into her welcoming cunt. I leaned. You sure your okay? Im fine now, Mark, she said, smiling at him from across the apartment, Im fine Alright, Mark said, getting up and walking back to his room, Good-night, Hayden Good-night…Mark As Amy walked back to the apartment from the hospital, she noticed a cop leaning up against his patrol car on the side of the road. The cop was talking on his cell phone, and laughed ever now and then, while looking back and forth to see if anyone was watching. Normally Amy would not have paid much. Even now, a month later, Maeve shook her head at the intensity her brother had brought out in the woman in one afternoon's kiss in her backyard. Well, one kiss and a rescue from gang-raping, Taliban scumbags, Maeve amended ruefully with more than a little satisfaction at her brother's response to what he found in that farmhouse. That sort of thing would get the hormones flowing and the heart pounding. It was a chilly October afternoon, a couple of weeks away from Halloween, as she was shutting. To know that all those men wanted to fuck her, they were hot for her body and she could let them have her or not, as she chose.Only it appeared that she'd let them all have her. Laurie couldn't remember how many men had fucked her the night before, but she had a hazy recollection that probably everyone there had had a go at her. What a disgusting whore she was. How could she ever get past this one act of stupidity?Laurie dropped her pop tart onto her plate and sat staring into the.