There were a few other girls in that room with her, but Lacie was too busy eating to care about them. The food was horrible, some cold, slimy muck wit... gristle and fat throughout, it looked more like someone had taken everything off a dinner table that even the family dogs refused to eat, and tossed it into the trough for Lacie. Too hungry to care, Lacie ate with abandon, realizing it might be another full day before she got food again. The food had tasted slightly off, a strange smell filling. I opened my eyes as if I was surprised and told him I would like to go on camping too. So he offered to go with him. I replied hoping his wife would not mind if I went with him…Johnny said everything was fine with his sexy Samantha; they had an open mind marriage. So, I understood they both could fuck everyone they wanted outside their marriage…I loved the idea of having this handsome guy’s cock just for me tonight; so I told him he would pick me up in half an hour, I would be ready to have a. So here today I stand on a fully packed commuter bus, it's 07:35 and heading to the city, the same bus is always packed, and the same men always crush against me, my body is sensitive to men touching, I feel the slight increase in pressure, but standing in my preferred position, holding on to a pole and hanging strap, allows the gropers the freedom to feel, and trace my panties elastic into my crotch, or press their exposed cocks between my bum cheeks, trust me guys, you really can feel a girls. "Hey, Mike," he said. Even in these words I found a slight bit of malice. "We need to talk... but not here. Come over to my house after school today. Be there by four." He shoved a slip of paper into my hand with his paw. I hadn't said a peep. Having seen some of his hallway violence against a Freshman the year before, I expected him to punch me just as much talk to me. Surprisingly, the handwriting on the paper was anything but a Neanderthal cave scratching. It was in loopy, almost feminine,.