He's easy to talk to and really romantic. I love to spend time with him. And he can last a hell of a lot longer than minutes when we make love. It's m...re along the lines of hours." Make love?" Ashley mocked. "We need to get you out on the town. Going to Podunk U. has severely limited your options. But we have all week for that. Right ladies?"Michelle and Sarah nodded vigorously."I heard John is working at the bar on Oceanside," Sahara said. "I'm sure if I give him a little bit he'll let us in.". ‘Let’s go then!’ Humming, they made their way back to base without incident. Fran picked some grass out of her hair. ‘That was fun,’ she said. ‘Wish I’d had the chance to shoot someone though.’ Their team’s base hut came into view and Monica felt a surge of anticipation. Soon she would be luxuriating in a hot, scented bath back at the hotel. There would be a buffet dinner, some drinks. Then she could get on with what she came for- meeting people, building up her contacts. The stuff of corporate. His lips came to me, kissing and touching me. I groaned in a way that could not possibly be mistaken for excitement. Turning toward him, I tried to get him onto his back so I could stroke him off and put an end to this before it started.Instead, he rolled me back, ending up on top of me. I pushed against his chest and said "no". He let out a breath - sounding like a truck releasing its air brakes - and rolled over onto his back."Damn you," he said, "why can't you be in the mood when I. .. that's just sick!" She sat up suddenly. "Can't? Or won't?" She reached for the phone that was next to her on the bed, poked at the screen. "Maybe mommy would like to see this!" She pushed the phone at me and I steeled myself to watch the recording of me begging her to lie for me, but gasped in shock when I saw the screen. I took the phone with trembling hands. On the tiny screen I raved and ranted between bouts of vomiting, calling my own mother vile names, saying I didn't care what she.