Wake me at seven." CUT," Kris said, "Well done guys. Let's call it a day. We'll start as usual at ten in the morning."It was late. "I must run," Madhu...said."Madhu, I was thinking of fucking you tonight," I said winking at Kris."Like hell you were," Madhu said left. Selma and Ali were next to go, closely followed by the rest."Anita, you have lost your cherry. Are you happy now?" Kris said."Yes, I am happy," Anita giggled, "Make me happier and fuck me tonight." Kris looked at Amita.Amita. After making sure that I was loaded and fucked raw; they left me to pass out on the bed. The last one out locked the door.The next morning I felt like I’d been hit by a bus – I also looked like it had dragged me for a few blocks. I was in no hurry to leave so I made coffee and got the cold pizza out of the little fridge. I was semi-decent – at least in the bra and panties with the robe thrown over me. While I did the coffee and cold pizza; I opened the door to air the room out a little. Within. Suddenly she seemed hesitant. "Do you realize the prom is in two weeks?" "Well no" I replied. Actually, I had not given it a thought. Attending the proms was right up there on my list with being slowly tortured to death. "How about being my date for the prom" she blurted out. I was astonished. This girl was asking me to the prom. "Unless you're gay or something" she continued. "What?" I said, not believing what I had just heard. "Well some of the girls were saying that they have done everything. She sat down at the table and I called the waiter over and ordered coffee for her. It was brought over a minute later.“How have you been, Suzana?” I asked.“Good. Dad was so pissed after you left! That whole Summer was a mess, but once school started he calmed down a bit. How about you?”“I had serious problems with my mom, probably even worse than you did with your dad. But now I’m living in my own apartment in Chicago.”“My mom wasn’t nearly as upset as my dad; she was just worried that you.