People think you'reuseful."In a strange sort of way, that made me feel good. It had been a longtime since anyone had said something like that to me."W... think you're useful, too," he added."We?" I looked around the car, half expecting someone else to emergefrom the shadows. No one did."A group I'm associated with," he replied nonchalantly. "You needn'tconcern yourself with them. Just trust me when I tell you that they'reworking for a just cause."Of course I trusted him, I thought, taking another. "I cried, do you understand? The bitch fucked me and then went to someone else! A slut! Do you understand? She was a slut! And then this other girl was sympathetic, she listened to me and assured me that she was something else. And we made love and it was even better than before."She was silent then as Kennedy steadily carried her. "Then what happened?" Then camp came to an end. She lived a long ways away. We talked a few times on the phone; we exchanged emails. Then she said she'd found a. You just look at each other's eyes. Tension is growing. He touches your breasts very sweetly, specially the nipples he just makes turn under his finger. You're breathing a bit stronger. You get excited to get exposed, kind of offered like that. Then his hand goes down and lifts your skirt on your hips. Instinctively, you open your legs.He directly points his finger on your clit under the lace of the pant. His finger moves up and down on your cunt. Hmm, it really feels good! He 's patient,. She wasn't going to need any supper, tonight, it looked like.The first man to finish was erect, again, watching her finish off his partner. He had a yard on a hard long. He was ready for some poontang. She had heard that word from a man in Bangkok, and had asked him what that was. He had pulled her pants down, and stuck his finger in her pussy, telling her, "This is poontang. You have a wet one." Without another word, he had pulled her over behind a screen, pulled out his dick, and fucked her.