Cornell taking her pleasure, I live vicariously through the bawdy adventures of this loveable slut."'One' looked around at the sound of his voice. "Wh...t the fuck! What are you, some kind of Peeping Tom?"Yes you're right, it was Rowan Stewart again. Not that it bothered me, I mean why should it, I was modelling for a nude painting Stewart had commissioned because there was a likeness between me and his late wife and my fee was coming from that commission. Plus if he got his jollies from watching. There were two couples from Germany as well. I studied German at school and could understand a few words, although not enough to really follow their conversations.The bus pulled off the M1 and stopped at a service station. Most of the passengers got off the bus to stretch their legs and grab a coffee. The young lovers stayed on the bus, still looking intoxicated with each other.I ordered a cappuccino and a muffin from the Starbucks franchise adjacent to the service station, and took a seat at a. ...............I sat up in bed. What the fuck? I was drenched in sweat. What was Ijust dreaming about? As I woke up, the dream, which had been so vividjust a few seconds ago, was slipping through my fingers. I nudged Janin bed alongside me. "Mrrrrrph, " he mumbled. "What's the matter,Suzi?" Jan, it was the weirdest thing. I was a guy and you were a girl, andwe kind of switched places and had a lot of sex. Our friends wereinvolved, too. Gary was a girl named Kara, and Sam was a guy, too.. I might have been married, but I was still a teen, and still had a small teenage body to go along. God it hurtssss please stop!! I pushed my hands into his chest trying to no avail to get him off of me. Alright alright, Ill give you a little lube, just so you dont tear. He got off of me and in between my legs. I was confused, where was the lube? At that moment he spit on my pussy, and looked up at me smiling. Fuckin little cunt. Thought I was gonna do something other than spit on you? I was.