I was hoping he were dreaming of me because his cock was plastered against his stomach.I closed the door and waited till my eyes adjusted again to the...dark. I slowly walked over to the side of the bed and lay next to him. I put my arm around him and began to let my mind wander. I thought about what Dave had said about wishing it were him. Was he interested in me in a sexual way? I think he was, but he was not my type, at all.The man next to me provided me with all the late adolescent. "I feel... I feel like every part of me is stretched to the max. I'm so damned full..." The feeling of fullness, the vibrations coming from so deep inside me... All of it was intensified as I cried out when Jason began to fuck me. He wasn't tender in his fucking either. Pulling out before slamming his cock into me over and over. I was soon begging him to come in me. To come quickly because I couldn't take more. I lost track of time as Jason rose up on locked elbows to slam my pussy with his. My girls didn’t try to change their minds.The most troubling thing about this was the girls’ parents. I had had conversations with each of the girls’ parents. I told them very truthfully, and distinctly I was dating their daughter and also other girls. I said I would not look at being exclusive with any one of them until, at least, she was out of high school, and I probably wouldn’t then because I planned on attending college. I wasn’t looking for Mrs. Right and definitely not a Mrs.. Seated on her bed, tears flowing, she looked more miserable than it seemed possible for a person to be. Archie and Betty stood on either side of her, arms folded. Ronnie looked from one to the other. "It's not what you think," she sobbed. "I didn't...I didn't..." "Didn't what, Ronnie?" Betty asked accusingly, "Didn't do away with Jughead?" "Do away with...?" Ronnie seemed confused. "It's no secret that you hated him, Ron. Everybody knew it." "Betty! How could you think... I would never....