I just sat in the middle of thesocial spectrum. I was 6' exact and slight bit overweight. Iwasn't that bad looking, but not that good looking. I had s...mepopular friends, but then I had no love life either. Masturbationwas my only relief from the pressures of high school. As sick asit sounds, this is important to my story.So a week after her death, I start noticing the strange things.One morning I woke up in the dining room after falling asleep inmy bedroom. I would've passed it off as sleep. " You know, that's not such a bad idea." Emily said musing it over.And it was about that time that I took her by the hand and led her back into the Blue Room, one of my personal favorites as I liked the soothing colors, like floating amongst the clouds and dreaming, sensually exploring and touching base with my own erotic desires and imaginations.And besides, I was incredibly horny at the moment too."Where are the two of you headed off too?" Danny asked curiously."Ah, we were just about to try. As he fucked her he grabbed a hold of her tits roughly. I knew that Tiffany would have black and blue fingerprints on her breasts the next day. He banged into her violently enough to bruise her pelvic region too. After filling her with his cum he flipped her over like a rag doll and slipped it back into her pussy. Tiffanys head was smashed into the bed, her ass was up high, and he was thrusting into her. He had no intention on taking it easy with her. This was the most violent fucking I had. The man sat on a chair over to one side of the room. Glen returned to the bed.He asked, "You're sure this is ok?"I said, "Yes, no problem."We began to kiss and his hand went between my wet legs. He spread my legs wide and once again went down on me. His tongue was to penetrating, licking and sucking. He went a little lower this time and rimmed my ass with his tongue, sending shocks through my body. A finger or two went into my cunt, fucking me then one down into my ass. I was riding those.