. a princess. That princess would have never wandered into this barn with a farm boy. Tonight I am a bad girl and I want you to do bad things to me," ...Well, I AM a bad boy and would LOVE to do bad things to you," he said roughly. He kissed her as one hand grabbed her breast and the other snaked its way up her skirt."No panties ... love that," he groaned. "You are a bad girl." What do you want me to do to you?" he asked."Lean me over the railing and fuck me hard from behind until I am screaming. The two men had for some reason, or in spite of some reason, seemed to be becoming fast friends. Darrell owed the guy, but Nathan didn’t owe him. So why, I wondered? I was going to be asking, obliquely, but asking for sure.“Can I borrow your date for few,” said Victoria coming up to us. We’d been loading our plates. I nodded my okay. I waddled off to where Nathan had the rest of the gathering locked in serious conversation; well, it seemed serious based on the facial expressions in. I'd seen Jen come before, both from masturbating herself, and from being eaten by Katey or Lisa, and once as I fingered her, but never seen her fuck, much less on my own cock. Her breasts were pushed together tightly, still encased in her bright red bra. Her long golden hair was flowing over her face and almost down into mine. And she scrunched her lips and eyes shut as she churned her cunt down on my impaling rod. It really didn't do much to get me off, but it really turned me on and I was. Donna laughed. "There's always work to be found in that field." And he has months of experience as a 7-11 clerk." Shut up, Andrea."Andrea giggled like a mental patient. "You can't make me, you can't make me..." Well what are you going to do with the rest of your life?" I countered. The bliss of the marijuana high was edging into paranoid, defensive territory. "Not much future in professional apathy." I," Andrea said proudly, "am going to be a poet." Bullshit," I said. "You spend a summer.