He was terrific.”Ellen looked skeptical. “Really?“Really! Haven’t you ever noticed it? In a taxicab, in an elevator, on a train? Or ... on a p...ane?”She thought about it and had to admit that it had happened to her. “Yes ... you know, it does make sense. People are funny.” She looked off out the window, but it was pitch black now.“Was it your major? Psych, I mean?”“No. I thought about it though, but I didn’t think I could make a living at it, so I headed for business. I still think it’s. In truth, he wanted to wank off, or even fuck, the cunt rubbing dogging bitch in front of him.“Time for a cock up you girl,” the man who had been driving the car said. “Stand up, turn round, bend over, and stick that arse out.”The girl giggled, got down and did as her man asked. “Come on guys, give me a fucking cock. I need my cunt plugged.”The man to Mark's right went forward, and with no foreplay, rammed his cock hard into her already wet cunt. “Fuck, this cow's fucking pouring juice,” he. "Just drop your knees wide open," he tells you. This has to be the worst. You've had sex with men and never exposed so much of yourself before but you do as he says and expose your aching pussy to his view."I'm going to insert my finger now," he explains and then clears his throat. "I'm sorry but my hands are quite large so I want you to tell me if I hurt you at all." Not likely," you mumble to yourself."Did you say something?" he asks, looking up at you from between your wide open thighs."No,. We're late."We entered the building and the classroom."Girls – late again I see." Sorry, Ms. Christensen."She was sitting at her desk. The rest of the class sat at theirs, quietly writing."Your own loss. We're writing an in-class essay today. Go ahead and get started. It's on the Red Badge of Courage. Tyballa, I don't expect you had time to read it." No ma'am." Fine. Judging from yesterday, you have plenty to say on the topic of war and courage. Just do your best."We took our seats and started.