"Thought ole Buck here had cleared out. Hadn't seen him in a couple of days." He's made himself at home here," Heather said."Yeah, apparently so," Stu...py said. "Well, ma'am, you know there's a storm coming up," he nodded toward the east. "Building up fast, need to get everything rounded up and boarded up. Let's go, Buck, do the round-up." He turned and walked away with Buck following him.Heather looked to the east, and saw that there was indeed a storm building up—dark gray thunderclouds. I turned to Brad and Tom and told them that somebody better fuck me before I explode.I stood up, leaving my skirt hiked up and blouse open exposing my breast and started toward the pool tables, grabbing their hands as I went. You should have seen the look in their eyes, and the smiles on their faces. No one was playing pool and I walked over to the furthest table and started kissing Brad. I reached for the bulges in both Brad’s and Tom’s pants. Brad was pinching my nipple and Tom had started to. "Breath, Holly, breath" she told herself, "You're okay. He's not trying to hurt you. He's not like Roger."It didn't feel any different then when she walked into the motel room doorframe, her thought processes were running so slow. She had to force herself to think about what she was supposed to do and what to do next."Turn on the water. Get the shampoo and soap. Take off your clothes" she told herself. Taking off her clothes was the most difficult. It felt like she was preparing herself. "I guess your Mom doesn't trust you." I said."Oh, she trusts me just fine. It's you they don't trust. She's not so old that she doesn't remember when she was our age, you know." If she only knew!"For that comment I got a playful slap on the shoulder and we headed for the rink. I considered it a successful date since I only fell on my ass twice, and kept her from falling once by grabbing her by the boobs. When the rink got too crowded, she suggested heading for the malt shop. We sat in the.