"Good. I love shopping. Then we'll have some serious fun."After lunch, I went looking for Shelly Peterson and Katrina Dumont. I promised Russell I wou...dn't say anything to Trent and Brian, but I didn't say anything about their girlfriends. I found Shelly first."Hey, Justine. I hear you've been slumming." Cut the shit, Shelly." I said, cornering her against a row of lockers. She looked shocked."What do you want?" she asked."I want you to tell that piece of shit Brian that if he lays a finger on. Oh, that cock is hard. So fucking hard. Keep fucking me. Fuck! Ooooooh! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Oh, shit. Fuck me. Don't stop. Oh, fuck don't stop. Don't stop. Please, don't fucking stop. Don't take it out. Fuck me harder. Fuck!"The slapping of our bodies together grew louder and faster at every moment. I kept at it; on and on like my life depended on it.. Soon it would be Lisa's turn to ride cowgirl and she wasted no time doing a number on me. Her manicured nails dug into my chest and her eyes. As we continued our journey, we started talking. She was also dressed in saree today and was looking ravishing. Suddenly the driver of the bus applied braked, she caught hold my arms and squeezed it and closed her eyes. I was caught unaware and her touch bought my manhood into action.When she opened her eyes, she apologized to me. I said it is fine and I could see a different look in her eye. The look of lust. We exchanged our mobile numbers and I got down from the bus,as my apartment had. His flatmate had kissedhim, given him a blowjob and pushed cum into his mouth. Rick should havebeen repulsed by all those things; but he wasn't. He had loved it.But what, he wondered, did Chris want from him? Rick knew instinctivelythat there would be some kind of payback for what Chris, or Kittie haddone to him. He had already told Rick to wear Kittie’s panties from thenight before. Rick wondered if he was prepared to do that? Somehow, heknew it wouldn't stop there, Chris would keep pushing.