She was out of her mind, and while she was stillholding my arm behind my back she kneed me in the stomach. I gaspedagain. She told me she was not joki...g. I was to be Vanessa today, andshe was going to be Paul. She then let go and I collapsed to the floor.I could not understand what was happening. What had led my friend to dothis. I still did not believe she would do what she was saying she woulddo, but I did not understand what she was doing. I did not understandwhat anger, humiliation and fear. He set his jaw, angrily muttering under his breath as he turned away from me. ‘Hello, hello!’ A young Englishman ventured out to the garden, almost stumbling from the step down from the house. ‘I say… It’s a fine night out, isn’t it?’ I walked past him, moving back into the house, ‘I need another drink…’ ‘Well… wait a minute, I can fetch that for you… I was wondering if I could trouble you for an autograph…’ I turned to stare at him. ‘I say… you’ve turned out all right. You’re just as pretty as. Considering this happened about a year back, there may be some factual errors. But I am sure you won’t mind those. By no means am I gonna apologize for my lack of storytelling capabilities, but be warned just the same. Here goes.It was 8 AM when the alarm woke me up. I still remember that day so clear as if it was yesterday; although it was actually about a year ago. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t as if I hadn’t had sex before that. I was 19 then and had couple of boyfriends by then and as much. His own stuff came off a lot more quickly and was thrown on the floor in a heap.Bulent was patient and perfect. He took pride and care in the way he got me going. I was a very lucky lady having this lovely well-built stud bring me to orgasm after orgasm. This was my third guy in three days, and he was certainly the best.I was really tired when I got home that night, But Gary got very fruity when I told him all the details, so I had yet another fuck before falling asleep.He was very impressed.