’ He crawled in beside me. ‘Yeah, well, Susan didn’t seem too friendly.’ ‘Yeah, that was a surprise. I don’t know why she did that. She’... just moody sometimes.’ He turned to look at me. ‘Can I tell you something?’ The way he said it made me turn and study him closely. ‘Sure.’ ‘That was the best sex I’ve ever had. I never felt so in synch with someone.’ I stared at him. He was just too honest sometimes. I didn’t want to admit it to him, but he had made me hotter than I had ever been, and it. "So you think since I'm a slut, you can fuck me anytime you want?" "Of course! That's what a slut is!" I really didn't know what the problem was. She knew she was a slut, I knew she was a slut. "Well, what if I don't feel like it right now?" Her words were said with that female calculating tone I've heard in the past, right before some bitch would rip me off about something. Cindi obviously thought I wasn't up to her standards! Or maybe she was trying to charge me like she was a prostitute. “I never thought it would throw you at me, though,” he said to Shelley.“Well, here I am,” she giggled.“You’re gorgeous, and your husband is a very lucky man,” he said.She leant over him and kissed him, very quickly developing into a passionate tongue-wrestling match, as she started rubbing his cock.“I’ll soon make you hard again,” she said. I watched their tongues interlocking as his hands ran over her naked body, and sure enough, he was hard once more in no time. Shelley went down on him. She was going to college a few towns over, not far, and was living in the dorms. The stuff she didn’t take with her was stored up in the attic. Now Henry’s stuff was moved in to her old room, and he had learned the horrible secret. Henry went about the room as soon as he got there after being excused from the table, making his preparations. For three nights, he had been facing the Horror, and his tactics were evolving as quickly as he could learn what he needed to do to survive. He turned on.