I began fantasizing, recalling a past instance when my ex boyfriend and I had been stranded on the verandah of a deserted house - it had rained that t...me as well, and we had held hands. I was going down memory lane now.Gradually we had gotten closer and started kissing, feeling each other's contours and rubbing our bodies against each other. There is something about darkness, rain and being almost isolated that sets in an erotic mood.We had groped inside each others clothes, getting more heated. Ann started yawning when Tom entered the freeway. Mary said to go ahead and lay down to Ann. Ok she said and laid her head on Mary's lap. While she stroked Ann's arm, her short dress rose up her leg exposing her panties due to road vibration. Mary couldn't resist looking at Ann's firm butt, before pulling it back down. After a few minutes Ann turned on to her back. While moving her dress rose up just below elasticband of her panties. Ann laying with her left leg on its side with her knee bent. I was riveted — in fact, I could hardly blink. My hands were gripping the bench so tightly I had to close my eyes for a second and breathe so they relaxed. This had long been a secret fantasy of mine, something that I could never mention to anyone I’d ever been with. It looked so sexy — Wade looked so vulnerable as stream after stream of strangers’ piss dripped off him. There was a semicircle around him now, with four guys spraying him all at once. It looked like Wade couldn’t hold off any. But what Paul Sr. was thinking, that very minute, was "How does this boy read me so well, without me saying a goddamned thing?" Just don't fret about it, Pop," Paul said, bringing that line of conversation to a close. "Maybe you're right. Maybe it'll all fall apart, one of these days. I wonder myself, sometimes, what Lois is doing with somebody as fucked up as I am." She's just got good taste," Lois said. Neither of the men had heard her entering the room. Wisely, Lois didn't ask for a summary.