Here was the woman whom in my mind I had fucked in the ass so many times, was about to finger fuck my ass. I didn’t care, I was her slave at this p...int. I loosed my ass cheeks and slightly spread my legs as her finger thrust it’s way into my bunghole.I let out another moan of ecstasy. Her fingers on my balls, moved up the shaft of my cock, gathering moisture from her mouth. I felt her fingers slide past my balls and as if she was shaking hands with herself under my balls, she transferred. By now I had a key, so I wasn’t going to be arrested again. We let ourselves in and sat down. My folks and Bobbie Joe were at church, and we’d see everybody later. Until then I started browsing through the Help Wanted ads in the Matucket Times-Dispatch, though Kelly also suggested I go online and Google for local jobs. That was going to be trickier, since I didn’t own a computer - yet another thing to add to the Things To Do list.The first one home was Jack, who drove in shortly after Kelly. I don't know your graduation year, but I'm sure you overlapped."Ken looked at Jan and his jaw dropped. "I remember you, Janice. We were in the same class. I was in awe of you." He frowned and added, "I heard something about you shortly after graduation, but I can't remember what."Jan smiled and said, "You probably heard that I was a prostitute in New York. If you did, it was true. I'm sorry, Ken. I do remember you. You're looking very good." Then she grinned wryly and said, "The result of my. " All right. Then what happened?" Our driver was jumping up and down like a crazy man, screaming for us to get in the limo. A second or two later, I heard a loud explosion, and that's when I wondered for the first time if Nicole had been right to suspect the middle-eastern men as terrorists, so I hurried her toward the limo. Our driver wanted us to leave, and after that explosion, I'm here to tell ya that I wanted to leave, too, but before we could get in the limo, our driver took off like a.