I raised my legs again and waved my panties in the air. In the circumstances, he fucked me quite gently. He treated me as if we were tender lovers. It...was pleasant and it kept me going, but it didn’t get me off. That wasn't what I was after tonight. He blew his load inside me and climbed off with a soft ‘thank you'.The next guy to fuck me was a big man. He took his time standing between my ankles and looking down at me with a smile as he said, “They call me The Bull.” I could see why as he. We talked as girls do. I bitched about Roy. She told me about her current BF. It was pretty much a normal girl day. At dinner we flirted with the cute waiter and laughed until about 8:00. At 8:00 I received a text from Roy. I'm really sorry. I was a jerk. Can I come see you. Roy lived two hours away. I was doing so well this weekend. I hadn't cried in two days. I didn't respond to the text, but I started crying. My friend was extremely sympathetic and encouraged me to ignore the text. I did.. As an occasional smoker I said I would be delighted. I looked over to my husband who glanced up momentarily. I mimed a smoking cigarette and he just nodded, continuing his conversation with his colleagues.My host held my arm and escorted me through the double doors of the ballroom. He guided to me to what appeared to be a conservatory, but in fact was a private veranda. This was his veranda for his suite within the hotel complex.Closing the glass doors behind us he escorted me into the main. Finding a suitable host for his intellect that was close enough to influence things as he wished, the entity let out a short chuckle and prepared to begin his next prank.The First Victims"Damnit, June!" Phillip Hammond stumbled over yet more decorations for Halloween that his wife had purchased and left on the floor while preoccupied with getting even more of the things set up so they were 'just right'. "What is it with you and all this Halloween stuff? We already have an attic full of.