Her expression had now changed from one of secdutive beauty to one of anger. "James, you're nothing but a dick to me. The same goes for Lisa and Steph...nie. You're just a good fuck. And that's exactly what you're going to be to every girl out here, tonight. Just a dick." She hissed at me, her words cutting me like a knife.I felt as though I'd been punched in the stomach. All the events we'd shared together, over the past few days. All the trouble I was getting into, at work. I thought it was. The sleeper part was oversized and very comfy. I said, as though about to leave, "We would like to show our appreciation for the tour." I was behind Dee, reached around and opened her shirt revealing pretty, mid-sized breasts.Ken, the driver (our name for him), looked and smiled. I told him it was ok to touch. He said, "Well, how does the lady feel about that?" She answered by taking his hands and placing them on her tits.As he was looking and touching and admiring, I reached down and pulled. " But, it's just, it's not..." I don't care," I said. "And you want to not care, so how about we just let it happen?" I moved close enough to smell her hairspray."I can barely think when you're that close..." she whispered."Then stop thinking and take me to your bedroom, Mrs E."She hesitated, her body rotated towards the bedroom door, then back, then towards the door again. Then she took my hand and led me back, turning to face me at the edge of the bed. She undid my belt and jeans, letting. And so, one night around 1 am, I woke up because I couldn’t sleep, and as I laid there I heard some noises coming from the living room. I didn’t think much of it – I just figured it was my dad. The next day, my family and I sat down for dinner and I asked my dad if he had got up to get something to drink that morning, he replied “no, but that reminds me, one of you guys left the front door open” I soon had the chills going down my spine. I looked at my sister and asked her if she had got up.