"You are sixteen. You do not know what love is," she muttered in response and the Sarah's blue eyes sparkled angrily. She pulled herself up to her 5ft...8in in height and puffed her chest out."I do know what love is," she barked furiously and Angela groaned. Sarah had had this chat with her best friend, Donna, who had told her that Kevin clearly did not love her as he did not treat her with respect which had caused a bit of an argument, but Sarah knew that being in her boyfriend's company made. Her friend thenstated to let it go that she would take her to herhouse and try and sober her up. In the front seat ofthe car was a male that I later learned was a friend ofmy wife’s. The girl friend of my wife took her to her house. Shethen returned at around 03:30 and had my wife at thedoor. I took my wife from her and said that she had totake my wife’s friend home and then would call me. Ihelped the wife towards the bedroom, but as were passedthe bathroom she grabbed the door. Some years I stuck with a few guys, like since we’ve been married, but there were other phases where I got lots, like those college orgies I told you about. And the times I escorted to pay the bills.”Him: “Good point. OK, I’ll accept that.”Her: “You’ve got me thinking now. Let’s figure how many times I’ve been laid. I’ve been a horny chick ever since I started. Hell, I’ve often screwed right through my periods. No babies to interrupt either. So, if we figure an average of once a day, and that’s. I only faltered for a moment, I had driven all the way here, I was tipsy, horney and the emptiness was welling up inside of me stronger than ever, I was far beyond the point of no return. Without giving it any further thought, I pushed up my bra and rang the bell. My mind was racing, I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do first, part of me wanted him to take control, to use me up and make me feel wanted, but another part of me wanted to jump his bones, to take him as mine and own that big black.