I watched the rain fall, covering the parking lot, the cars in the distance were locked in their usual stop-go traffic.There was a knock at the door, ...ithout thinking I said “come in” still watching the rain. I remember Doug and I had sex outside last year in the rain once. It was summer time though.“Hello?” the voice spoke up behind me, shaking me from my trance.I turned around and saw him. My mouth nearly dropped open. I was looking at the most attractive man I had ever seen.“Um, hi, hello,. "Oh sweetie. They each fucked me and the girl at least once and maybe more. I kinda lost track. What could I do? I was outnumbered. They just kept putting their dicks in me and pumping and shooting sperm. One after another. They had the girl put her messy pussy on my mouth and all the sperm ran out and I had to swallow it. She was a real hussy and ate my pussy when the guys were resting." Resting?" Yes, they each fucked me several times. I didn't keep count."There is a part I'm most embarrassed. “I just put a fresh tampon in, and got rid of the old one. Just as well I put it in last night before we went to bed, or I would have to wash my sheets.”“Well, that would have given us something else to do,” I said.“I haven’t had to do that for a few months,” she said. “I am pretty regular now; I know when it is going to start. The first twelve hours are the heaviest, anyway.”We walked down the road to the beach, and as I expected, the beach was deserted. Not even the surfboard riders were out. ”“Your mom gets mad when you wear makeup?” I asked, shaking the bottle of nail polish.“She’s always mad at me,” Becky said, matter-of-factly.“Some moms are like that,” I said, looking Becky in the eye, past her steely gaze to the soft, lonely eyes of a sensitive little girl that needed my help. “My mom was like that. She was a real witch.”Becky giggled and I giggled too, and I saw her posture soften. “My mom says that I’m too young to wear makeup,” she said. “She said if I have big boobs and.