The moment lingered uncomfortably long while their eyes met.“You need to stop getting between a girl and her phone,” Stephanie broke the silence. ...t’s a dangerous thing to do, you know?” She picked up her cellphone from the bed and with Matt still mounted on her went back to texting. “Now if you don’t mind, I have some texts to catch up on.”“Well, maybe I’ll just hang out here then if you won’t pay attention to me,” Matt said, jokingly rocking back and forth on top of her hips.“Sure, I don’t. Once inside, Myesha stared at her expectantly. ‘Well?!?’ she asked. Jennifer didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know what she had been doing. Her high levels of lust were almost gone now and when she looked back at the time in the store, the memories seemed filled with fog. Myesha prodded her, ‘What exactly did you think you were doing in there?’. Jennifer blushed. ‘I don’t know. All of a sudden, I was just so horny and you were there and I couldn’t stop myself’. ‘And that’s it?!?’ demanded. Yeah, it was a fake. One of my old boyfriends, Frank, had given it to me. It was actually a “replica”, not just a cheap copy, it’d cost him like forty bucks. He’d taken it to work and drilled the plug in the barrel out, so it looked real when you were staring down it. And it was made before they started putting those goofy red things on the barrel. It was so real it even had a clip with some fake bullets, but I’d managed to lose that somewhere. But I held it like he’d shown me, with my left. It was starting to melt. She’d better come soon. He decided to store it in the hay. “Martin?” The feint whisper came from downstairs. “Martin?” “I’m over here.” He called back. It was getting dark and Alyssa couldn’t see him very well. Martin was in the hay-attic above the stables. He had to help Alyssa with the ladder again. In the dark it was even scarier for her. When he held the girl in his arms, Martin could feel how nervous she was. Things were going just like he had planned. “Alyssa,.