’ I approached the bedroom and found Wendy lying on the bed–which was still made but uncharacteristically messy. ‘What are you doing in here?’...I asked. ‘Where’s Michael?’ ‘Oh, he had to leave. In fact, he just left,’ she said, sighing pleasantly. ‘I think I just saw him,’ I responded. ‘I thought you wanted to stay up and drink some more?’ Wendy looked at me and stretched on the bed. She looked so sexy, but I couldn’t help noticing her top was un-tucked from her skirt. ‘Well, we did, but got. Kenny took my hand into his and we headed for sixth period. On Saturday, I met Kenny at his house and we walked to the carwash. It was one of the larger hangouts. We were there most of the day. I was across the parking lot talking with Rebecca and Nicole when everybody in the parking lot heard three loud cracks and someone fell to the ground. My heart stopped when I saw whom it was. Kenny! I pushed passed the crowd and knelt beside his. He was bleeding from his chest. He had been shot three. I had to work quickly as the other gang members were a little frightened of me as well. I wanted to fuck so badly I was so turned on but I had work to do. The director was yelling how happy he was – this was the best shit ever he cried – but I hadn’t finished yet.I mounted Heather’s chest and took hold of the top I had just removed. Despite her protests I wrapped it around her neck and started to pull it tight. Her eyes bulged and she yelled at me to stop. She said she loved me and I would. How many?” Helen asked, “I’m not very good in crowds.” “Oh, only four,” Sandra replied. “You’ll enjoy yourself; I promise.” A taxi soon arrived, and Helen found herself being spirited away with a nervous feeling deep in her stomach. After what seemed ages they finally arrived at a large detached house in suburbia. The driver was paid off and they soon found themselves inside. Helen felt not a little shy as she was introduced to three men and one woman. They were all older than her, but not as.