It didn’t say “unused.”Now that all the decisions were made, what remained was the oddest damned thing—a nagging sense of impending loss. Almo...t as if someone he cared for were leaving. To hell with that. Roger exhaled and willed his muscles to relax. There was time tonight to indulge himself. In a week or two, he’d have a new girl to replace the old. David had mentioned a new type of toy girls coming to market. Supposedly raised without any knowledge of men or erotic games. Imagining the first. I pulled against my restraints until my wrists were raw. I think my writhing really turned her on, because her fingers quickly picked up their pace inside her sweet, wet-sounding pussy.I shook beneath her as her humid arousal became hotter and more potent. I could taste her sex, almost like I had her dripping lips in my mouth."Mmm, yes," she groaned, bucking her hips. She dug her fingernails into my leg and squeezed as her asshole puckered above me.She fucked her fingers hard, bending them. I loved her encouragement and I allowed my fingers to explore the perky hardness of her nipple pressing out against the cup of her bra.Within 10 minutes, I pulled the car off to the right and down a totally dark country lane. We got to the end of it where there was a small farm road and I pulled the car into it, turning the lights off and shutting the engine down. Then, I climbed out of the car, walking around to the passenger's door, and opened it to help Trisha out. I thought of the blankets. Lissa was more casual, with a pair of overalls, some kind of tube top underneath, and some slip-on canvas shoes, Vans maybe. She had her hair in a pony tail, and was looking very little-girlish.I realized that although it didn't look particularly sexy, the loose-fitting overalls were probably great for what you might call "access." They had those big buttons with wire loops on the side that meant that anytime she sat or twisted a certain way, you realized you were looking right at her naked hip.