" Yeah. He's done bowling before. He'd never played 8-ball before in his life." Way to rub it in! Okay, I'm willing to pay $10 to see a 300 game."I po...nted out, "Sorry, but I'm not going to be trying for 300 now. In fact I guarantee I won't get it. I'm going to be playing around, getting a feel for it and that sort of thing. I just want to find out whether I can."Robert protested a little, "Once you think you've got it worked out, you could have a second game where you go for 300. You're not in. Wondering who it could be I start to turn around and there is a knock at the door.I ask who it is and the man tells me it was the car I just helped and they needed to use a land line phone because their cell was getting no reception. I opened the door and let the man in and led him to my phone. As he is dialing I hear footsteps and then feel the presence of another. He puts down the phone and walks near me. The other man standing behind me as I step backwards. There hands start gently. “Candyass ate your pretty pussy,” explained Traci. “You’re such a slut.”“What? God, Tracey, how can you say that?”“It’s o.k. I’m a slut too. Mr. Lorenz ‘splained it to me. I can lick your pussy later if you want.”“Oh God, Tracey!” exclaimed Valerie. “What have they done to you! They’ve turned you into a bimbo!”Traci giggled.“I know! Isn’t it cool? They gave me big boobies an everything!”“No, Tracey. They did something t your brain! This isn’t you! You’re a smart, independent woman!”Tracey. I suppose they were aware of his actions, as she was watching him while her boyfriend was delving in and out of her clothing, and when he slipped of the seat to perform oral sex on her, she smiled at him as he stroked himself, now fully aware she was teasing him as she showed and had sex, having an orgasm while he still jacked in an effort to have his.The train slowed down, they got up, and she cheekily waved to her admirer, blowing him a kiss, to show no harm done.Meanwhile I slept, unawares I.