. we are happy to share you, but only share you with each other. Yvonne wants you all to herself. It scares us. We don't want to lose you." You are no... going to lose me!"She squirmed into my lap, legs spread across mine so her pussy was idly rubbing against my crotch, making my cock again rise to the occasion. She knew exactly what she was doing."Please, stop seeing her. For me. For us."We kissed hard, my hands all over her tight little body. She was ready for me, but, she was always ready for. He started by kissing my neck, sliding my cardigan off my shoulders as he stood behind me. My hands reached up, pulling his head even deeper onto my skin. I could hear him messing with his belt, soon I heard his buckle hit the blanket, rattling the metal frame of the bed of the truck.He slowly guided me down to the soft blanket. I turned, facing him. I laid on my back, and he kissed me. He was laying on his side, his leg was over my leg, our faces were turned towards each other, his hand. You can see how bruised she is. Go back to Pete." You can go back to Pete, I'm with Moira again now Roger's gone home."Up to then I'd kept quiet and half hidden behind Ben. "He's staying here until I am well enough to defend myself against a bitch like you. Maybe you should move out permanently because I don't think I can ever trust you again. Certainly I shan't want to be your lover." I was the one who'd rented the room and it is my name on the rent book although I needed someone to share to. The last Junior - Senior Prom was a disaster. During the first hour of the dance three white students were knifed by blacks in two separate incidents. When the school tried to send every one home, a riot had started. There was a lot of damage.The Senior Prom was canceled.Those girls that had bought dresses and were looking foreword to having one last social event before they became young adults were crushed.Three of those girls, close friends from K to 12, were still keeping in touch.Pat had.