Then, I went to the hotel across the street, alone, and got a room for the night. Oh! It was fun at the dance club and being hit on by those horny guy... who tried to feel me up and press their manhood into me as we danced but I never once considered having sex with one. Perhaps now we can put that all behind us.”As Will heard her words, he knew intellectually that they were true and he should have been relieved but something in the back of his mind seemed unsure. Much as he tried, he found that. Alas! it was enough I knew his pleasure to submit joyfully to him, whatever pain I foresaw it would cost, me.He now resumes his attempts in more form: first, he put one of the pillows under me, to give the blank of his aim a more favourable elevation, and another Under my head, in ease of it; then spreading my thighs, and placing himself standing betwen them, made them rest upon his; applying then the point of his machine to the slit, into which he sought entrance, it was so small, he could. I soaped myself up and washed the semen from my front, then cleaned my shaven pussy. Drying myself off, I heard the car pull into the driveway and rushed quickly back to my room to pull on a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, mischievously leaving out my underwear. At just 18 my breasts and bum were pert enough to not need hiding or help. I pulled out my A level textbooks and tried hard to think about glacier effects on landscapes instead of the coming visit from Tim. Tim was the same age as me,. .." The radio alarm sounded and I woke up from my dream, yet nothing was right. I mean, I remembered I was Jason Walton, 22, and I was also Terri Greene, whom just had a great Friday evening with George. Did the DJ say it was Friday? Must misheard it while still not fully awake, I brushed the thought aside.I got up from the bed and put on the silk robe and gown, and managed to put on the high heel slippers this time around. Walking down to the first floor via the staircase wasn't a problem for.