I figured out I'd get this out of the way first." Check and see if there's one from the mural company."He clicked on his email program. "Yep. There it...is." He opened it. "They say they appreciate our business and they had a truck scheduled for our area today so they put our delivery on it. I'm to expect it sometime this afternoon." How did the stuff get here, Laurie?" On a big truck."Jack stood up and picked her up, swinging her around as best he could in the living room. "I guess we should go. So i decided to venture off down the street from my house where he surpisingly lived, i found it weird after all the time i had spent there i had no notion of his existence, even more so as i walk past there everyday. Nethertheless, i arrived at his house nervously knocking on his door"Hello" Hi Mr Fisher, it's me Kirsty and im here for the volunteering." Ah yes, volunteering"The words fell from his mouth with, what i thought sounded like excitement.He was alot smaller than me his head just. He was going to make her pay for all the whining she'd been doing for the last 20 minutes. I could tell by her initial gasp and the look on her face that it wasn't all pleasurable; as he continued to pound away she started to push back and meet his every thrust. The whore was really starting to enjoy herself.All the moaning these two were doing was now getting on my nerves. That is until Ann screams out, "fuck me harder Nick."Now I had a name to go along with the dick."When are you going to. Suddenly, the fact of the rape disappeared as my mind went back to happier days.Not all lesbians are man-haters. Back in high school, I was pretty much heterosexual, which was not unexpected, since I had — still do - the face and figure to attract most boys of that age. I say 'pretty much' because I, as many girls of that age, had to experiment with the pleasures of female love, and I did find it enjoyable. But boys were my priority then, and despite the first few fumblings with the opposite.