" Exactly," Tyler said. "Yeah, exactly. I was just afraid that Jacksonwas going to start throwing me at every guy on the station. There'sgirls I work ...ith who just stand there by the elevators, wearing skimpyclothing and..." Okay, Violet, okay," Connie said. "But you're here now, with me. Justus two girls, having a good time, enjoying each other's company. Thereare no men here."Tyler furrowed his brow. He was relieved, in a way, that Connie saw noevidence of his masculinity coming forth through. I abandon all thought of what he just said."OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Fuck me you black bastard."Marcus started slamming into me, I climax right away."Racist bitch likes that." YESSSSSSSSSS! CUMMMMMMMING! Fuck me." A little pleasure and she admits it." What? OHHHHHHHH!" That you're a racist." No I'm not...AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"Marcus started fucking me with a passion I never felt. He kissed me, my tongue snaked into his mouth and wrestled with his. My legs were wrapped around his waist so I could match his. The girl smiled and nodded, but her mind roiled with the turmoil she felt over the presence of Helen's masked companion. He had not spoken a word, yet, Christine felt his eyes burning into her as he watched her every move. Her mind split in two, one part seemed to pay attention to Helen and the stunned other part, focused intently upon the man sitting quietly at the table."Erik! I cannot believe this! Once, years ago, I waited for you to come to me. I sat and waited for you never doubting that. Lizzy was so cute, showing up with her books. Her books clasped such that they pushed up her boobs. I opened the door, stepping aside to hold it open, letting her sweep inside in all her majesty.Lizzy looked so cute I just wanted to knock the books right out of her arms. I wanted her arms holding me. She'd passed inspection in being allowed to go over to a boy's house dressed like that. Her modest cut-offs made her butt look even nicer. Her shirt was drapery, and so lacy I just wanted to pull.