Please enjoy Vanessa and her devious encounters with sex! PS. If youre not a fan of incest or violence, do not read these stories. Thank you ~Azuri. ...un, Vanessa. Fucking run! I tripped over my two left feet as I fled through the woods. I didnt know what was after me, but I did know thisthere was no way in hell I was going to let it get me. Pausing at a tree to catch my breath, I took stock of where I was. The middle of fucking nowhere, thats where I was. Trees surrounded me front and back,. These girls were like the girls you wanted to fuck in school, and some you actually did fuck. The hotel I was staying at had a ‘hospitality hour’ where they untapped the keg in the lobby for guests. I made the most of the hour, while flirting with the girl at the front desk. When the hour was up they unscrewed the lever (handle) off the tap, but I was more familiar, and more mischievous than they bargained for. I just went ahead and kept filling my cup. Nobody seemed to mind. Before the hour. She needed that exploration to allay her fears about Gary and his efforts to save their marriage. Knowing that she would be lucky to have any time at all with Greg only made her more desperate to see him. She kept checking her personal email constantly, hoping that Greg would write to tell her that his roommates would be working late. Or even that he would just like to get together for dinner and drinks. Talking to him, looking into his eyes, kissing him goodnight… those were the things she. So I was popping the Vicodin like M&M candies. But once I got to New York. there were enough going on to take my mind off the pain. At least enough so that it was manageable.Gwen and I got a cab to a pizza parlor in the Village area. It was fun to watch the kids walking the streets. After some really good pizza, we went back to the airport to wait for time to pass. Just as soon as I got on the plane for the two plus hour flight home, I popped another pill and went to sleep."I had no idea why I.