I had literally the hottest girl in school hopping up and down on my dick in her bedroom. My day could officially get no better. How does this feel fo... you Jake? I have no idea what to say! This is just so amazing! Just what I like to hear. She said with a wink. Now get up and fuck me from behind. Really!? You like that? Yes of course, doggy style is my favorite position Jake, and probably will be yours soon enough. She was right. Doggy style was fucking amazing. The feeling of slamming my. V2 would have wanted in her panties if he’d been self-aware enough to notice her. V3 tried to shut up the memories of both my former selves. Joan wasn’t the only girl in school who dressed in sexy clothes. On a continuous basis, Rachel wore dresses or short skirts more often than she wore slacks or jeans. I couldn’t look at her without getting a hard-on. Joan just seemed lost—maybe rudderless would be a good way to describe her. And while she tried to be sexy and suggestive toward me, she. After what seemed to be an eternity, they were called out to take their places at the front of the altar. Greg had been sure that he wouldn't be nervous, but he felt himself trembling inside, and his hands were almost dripping with sweat. He was having trouble standing still and Adrian teased him about it. "No need to be nervous, Greg. You've been living with these two women for a long time now. The ceremony won't change a thing"Greg gave him 'the eye' and shot back with, "How come you were. But then I found one photo album that stood out. Someone (I assume it was me) had made a scrapbook. It was titled ‘Thailand, December 1990.’ I tossed it onto the bed, then changed into a tank top and boxers. While brushing my teeth, I noticed a prescription bottle in the medicine cabinet. Pain-killers. It had my name – or my first name with Scott’s last name, rather – Amelia Melik. The date on the bottle was from three years earlier. My hands trembled as I held it. I felt a strong urge to open.