" Margo?" Margo is my roommate and my lover. You've no doubt heard of Margo Morgenstern. She's a free-lance columnist."I shook my head and drew Erica'... look of indignation. "Don't you read anything?"I responded with a shrug. "I've never heard of Margo Morgenstern." Never mind, the reason I need a make-believe boyfriend is to combat harassment from one individual who is giving me shit about being gay. It could get rough." Sounds like fun," I said."It's a female." Oh," I said, relieved that I was. He was there waiting for me when I disembarked from the plane.I always enjoyed seeing all the people so happy to be seeing their returning friends and beloved family members.The reason for my arrival was of quite a more sinister nature and I did not know what to expect.He was not smiling, he seemed to be sweating regardless of his mood he gives me a warm hug lifting me easily off the floor and I swoon in his grasp.We could have been like any other couple seeing each other after a time apart.The. Bright pulses of light flashed over the couple as onlookers took out small pocket flashlights to get in on the action. Everyone could see and hear the obscene sounds coming from Vixen’s cunt as Starlet spread her legs and fingered her. Her juices joined the mystery concoction of other fluids that preceded her on the floor. A torrent of shame blazed through her at an alarming rate, but for some strange reason, the more people closed in on them, the wetter she got.“I take that as a yes,” chuckled. He screamed as the dirt chewed into his chest, and quickly stumbled back to his feet. He tried to run as far forward as his ties would allow, so that if he fell again he’d have time to get up before he’d get dragged. Raell noticed, and soon the wagon was moving faster as the horses moved form a trot to a canter. Drake swore as he had to sprint to keep up. He quickly tired, and was dragged one, two, three times. He couldn’t get up at the sprint, and the second he started to get back on two feet.