I tried to listen to her and nod along, offer what might seem like a reasonable contribution to the conversation, but all I could do was be hypnotized...by the movement of her lips and stunned by her gaze. I could see the bare flesh of her exposed thighs and it both tempted and scared me at the same time. How did it get to this point? In short, I had practically fallen for her the first time I met her. And the more time we had spent together, the more I felt drawn to her. I had started to think. A Truck. A big semi, tractor trailer. I had a note of apprehension, but didn't want to seem like some stuck up bitch who wouldn't ride in a truck. As we got close, another man walked out from the back side of the truck. He was also pretty short, but exact opposite if Ed, stocky, muscular, had a the look on his face as if he would want to pick a fight with anyone. He was in gym shorts and a wife beater t shirt, I think he had just been doin push ups or something cause he was kinda. They were very nice ladies but that wasn’t for me. There was one special case, a middle-aged widow from Norway who had lots of money and wanted me to move to Europe and live with her. She was some wild woman! She was into kinky sex and introduced me to BDSM. I spent two weeks in Amsterdam with her – going to various S&M clubs. It was wild, and the sex was exciting. But I realized after a few weeks that her fantasies were more extreme than what I wanted in my private life. I didn’t want to beat. For a few minutes the new arrivals just hung back and watched. Jackie was suddenly very glad she hadn’t left town; how many chances did one get, really, to see something so beautiful? Then Kat took Jackie by the hand and pulled her forward. Kat leaned over toward Sally Ann, taking a nipple into her mouth and reaching one hand down to rub Sally’s clit. Jackie did the same for Kelly. The redheads’ eyes flew open, they smiled broadly, and soon after they cried out as simultaneous orgasms rocked.