As clichéd as it sounds, things always happen for a reason. Life is like a river, constantly moving you, taking you to different banks to learn somet...ing new or to have a different experience. Some may be good, some may be bad, but they always happen for a reason. I wish I would have known God when my dad passed away. I didn’t. In fact, I think I yelled at Him about it…never knowing that in that moment, I was being changed. Hindsight is twenty-twenty. Do I wish my dad was alive? Some days, yes.. ’ She smiled at Martin and he winked at her, he was going to enjoy this. ‘Sit down.’ Troy ordered. ‘Now what is this all about?’ ‘Mister Masterson, Troy, I’m from head office and I’m not here on a pleasure trip. It would appear that you’ve been a naughty boy.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Troy was trying to think of a reason for head office to take an interest in him, there were several and this bothered him. Was it the money that he’d been taking from the accounts, was it the under counter discounts. Now up till now, I had never EVER thought of Rachel in any way sexual, but tonite, looking at her naked back, my eyes were transfixed, and pretty soon my cock was making its presence known.While she was drying herself, Rachel said: “Do me a favour and dry my back for me”. I could easily see that her back was already dry, and it was only a few drops from her damp hair that needed wiping away. I knelt behind her and she handed me her towel. I started to wipe at the small droplets, but my eyes. His hands wringed her neck. Her vision blurred as her body spasmed, and she felt warm comfort in the deathly look in Jack’s eye.The man behind her finished quickly, and another replaced him. He plunged deep inside her, cum dribbling from her asshole, as her vision crossed and finally faded to darkness.Her body shuttered in the dark, spasming and twitching and cumming, while Jack and his friends fucked the unconscious meathole before them.____“Good morning, hole.”He was just a hazy blur, but she.