My sister tells me that he has flown into our home airport and tried to find me. I know it sounds strange, but you have been so nice to me I thought I...could trust you.”I agreed to stick with her as I had nowhere I had to be until the next morning. I also hated abusive assholes. When we boarded, she was in the seat across the aisle from me. I always took an aisle seat because of restricted legroom on the tin cans that the airlines use today.We talked the entire flight. As we started deplaning. ” A heart banging inside his chest, carpet burns torturing his knees, responding to her urgent commands, fucking fast, fucking hard, giving her more, pushing in and pulling out, deeper and deeper, thrusting and grinding, pounding and hammering, penetrating her depths, letting her feel the fullness of his potent flesh stretching her entrance, filling her body with a force she couldn’t have imagined. “Ah, fuck. Ah, fuck. Oh. Oh, fuck, fuck,” she uttered in breathless gasps, a shiver and a. Maggie hadn’t really considered joining a sorority, and she looked at a few others, but Phi Kappa had won her over on the first day, and when she was asked to pledge, she eagerly accepted.Just how hard the Phuks worked on their reputation wasn’t completely clear to Maggie until she became an upperclassman herself. The group had certain standards to be met. While booze was freely abused, drugs were nonexistent. Nobody really cracked a book unless in dire straits. Candidates were all screened for. My sister Megan was 14 at that time and I was 16. My mom would go out on Fridays with her girlfriends and she would try to hook up with some dudes at the club but she never would never come home with a boyfriend. Everyday when I would come home from school my sister would always be there on the couch texting or watching her regular everyday shows. On a Friday I walked home. When I opened the door she said Hey Michael, Im so glad your back from school I really missed you! I said I missed you.