Then he laid down, and she mounted him, fucking him hard. They collapsed together, exhausted. The next day was the last reading John was giving for th...s book, at the college in the town he lived in. He was reading from his latest book, which had come out a month ago. When he finished reading he did the selling/signing thing as always, and this was when he usually picked up a random girl, once the crowd cleared and one would approach him. It happened again. The girl was named Jenny, and she was. If you can fly your ship, and you were planning on leaving anyway ... please, let us accompany you."She had been planning on leaving. Anthony was sure about that. She had packed, after all. Filled a backpack with the intention of never going back to that house. The culture was different enough that he wasn't going to fault her for leaving her father there. Hell, on a practical side, moving him would tell the world there had been a survivor. ... Anthony had flipped him over.Fuck.The black furred. I wanted to bite my lip almost instantly. It was saying “Deal” that had gotten us into this mess in the first place.It was all bullshit, of course. I know that now. But when you’re a callow kid, you believe what adults tell you. Especially what secret service agents tell you. The fact is they knew how unlikely it was that five teenagers had figured out how to print all that money. Plus we were all juveniles and it was highly unlikely that anybody would go to jail. They believed that “Tom” and. She realized that and looked at my arousal in an unusual manner. That added to my embarrassment.Then came another twist in the tail. She asked me to bunk my class that day and meet her at her house in the afternoon. She said she wasn’t in a mood to make me punish right then.Both her and my parents are working and hence she would be all alone in her house in the afternoon. That’s how the plan was. I did what I was asked to do and completely puzzled rang the bell of her house. It was afternoon..