”Amanda realized their disgusting comments were about herpubic hair. Amanda did not wear revealing clothes so shenever trimmed her pubic region....Now it was a source ofridicule. More disturbing to Amanda was the four letterword she heard, “fuck.” Although a Sunday school teacherand good Baptist, Amanda was not ignorant. The sound ofthat word renewed her struggles, as Amanda knew she wasgoing to be raped by this crowd. Amanda finally foundher tongue.“Why, what is. That chuckle between friends. ‘Same ol’,’ he says. It’s our inside joke, I guess, not to put the second ‘Same ol’.’ in there. Like we, at twenty-something, have been around long enough not to have to. He’s about to say something else, but he’s cut off by a customer walking in, some lady who’s gotta know RIGHT NOW what the cheapest pack of cigarettes is, as she counts out a stack of quarters on the counter. I grab the twenty with one hand and reach for the cigarette behind my ear. The attendant. Then something changed. She had been turning the pages fairly quickly when she suddenly stopped on one specific page. The poem! I lunged forward in alarm, my words had been deeply personal and I had no wish to share. Anticipating me as usual, she stepped back and turned away from me. Long minutes passed. When she finally turned back there were tears streaming down her cheeks. She seemed utterly unconcerned that I could see her vulnerability made so bare.She turned to a fresh page of the. That feels amazing….yeah…..uhnnn….just like that….harder, Jack…..uhnnn….uhnnn….holy shit, yeah.…harder….yeah, just like that….”An overwhelming orgasm suddenly racked my body, shooting warm, tingly tentacles from my nipples to my clit, and causing me to let out a guttural moan.“Oh, fuck, Jack….aaaaahhhhhh…..hmmmmmmm….fucking amazing…..aaaahhhhh….holy shit…. hmmmm.”I was still kneeling on the back seat, just above Wayne’s prone and unconscious body, as Jack kept hammering his thick dick in and.