But from the second she walked on that plane, all of the stupid love songs I had heard throughout my life suddenly made sense.Even worse was the fact ...hat I was sure that she wasn't feeling any of the turmoil she had erected in my mind, my spirit, and my pants. The loud-mouthed guy slunk back to his minions after giving me a look that could have melted tungsten."Do you want the window seat?" I asked, timidly."Why, thank you, Honey," she smiled. "I always like to see where I'm going. Aren't you. She shook her head. “The office decided it wasn’t worth trying to open up today, so I’m staying home where it’s warm. I appreciate it, though.” She held out the twenty toward him. He waved it away. “No, I don’t need that, Marie. Just being neighborly.” She smiled, enjoying the game as always. He also hadn’t slipped up and called her Ms. Collins, a habit she’d worked hard to break. “I insist. You’ve been out there forever. You deserve something for your trouble.” “You managed to save my paper. A few minutes later, though, she began to feel distinctly uncomfortable. The sunlight seemed to be growing brighter, and she was feeling warmer, in fact as she looked down she saw that her dress was quite damp. Not far away a tall, dark-skinned young man who was spraying the plants with a hose turned to look at her-- and the look on his face as he turned to look at her told the story. He rushed over to her as her knees started to buckle and just barely was able to hold her up to guide her to a. Her body bucked as she tried to get away but strong hands held her. She was screaming. They were laughing. One of the girls kneeled on the bed and sucked her nipples then bent down and whispered to her "it hurts more when they are wet you bitch. I was looking forward to having Johnno fuck me tonight until you showed up. Now you are paying the price of pushing yourself into the gang." She looked up at Johnno and said "give her tits another go Johnno" and she bent forward to suck them again,.