..''Most of those men look for other men''... gay ...''Yes, and if not they know they won't make a change with us.''..... older men ....''Chrissy, you...naughty girl'Another voice chipped in.'Let's lay close to that guy. He seems a gentleman.'The first voice responded.'At least he looks better than the rest.'More voices starting talking. It must have been more than five women.'He has shaved himself.'‘......’'No silly, his cock and balls.''ohhhh''That looks nice and soft.''Soft? Not so. I didn’t put up much of a fight. Just enough to tickle her instincts. A lesbian predator hunting for a me, her gay prey. I allowed her thigh to rest between my knees. I even pressed my groin against her jeans. I hoped that she would feel through the denim that I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I guess my prey-ish behavior worked. She got carried away with her kisses, they became more forceful. She bent my neck and kissed me, even scraped with her teeth over my skin. I felt the weight of her body. I'm going to keep telling my mother about the bad way you treat me, even if I have to make it all up. Now that she knows for sure that you screwed Darryl, she'll believe me when I tell her about all the other things you're doing. You don't play fair, so I'm not going to either. Before this is finished, your mom and mine are going to be pulling out each other's hair, and my father is going to put your father out of business. Did you know it was my mother's father who made your grandfather lose. I thought for a while and gave it to her… from that time we became very close always connected to each other sharing pictures and having calls(mostly naughty) frequently.After a week I got a text from her which is a shock for me. She stated that she is on her way to my town in train and will be there at 7PM. Right after that text I don’t know what to do. I put permission in my office and left home early. I know why she is coming here so I have to make arrangements for that. I called my hubby.