Learnin' ... learning me a word, too.As they pulled up to the station, the truck stopped and Lee Roy got out and watched as Harley opened the tailgate...and unceremoniously pulled one of the still bodies out of the truck and dragged it inside the station. He dropped it in front of the stationmaster. "I got one more out there, be right back." He dragged the second one in and dropped it in front of the stationmaster, too."These belong to the railroad. One tried to rob me and the other one tried to. Up until that point I had never thought about it. Without thinking I replied " not yet."I just opened a door.He and I chatted back and forth for hours and I found myself strangely connecting with this guy. Finding myself very aroused hearing of his few times experimenting and experiences. I was very curious at this point thinking this might be a fun thing to pursue. As I said, I was open minded and with the conversation we were having, my mind was really beginning to open. I couldn't imagine. Somehow, he knew. “Who told you?” She raged. “Who the fuck told you? “That’s a secret, Monica. I told you, you needed to behave. This is strike one. You promised to be a good girl and not do any more stripping parties, or be the school slut. You agreed. And you lied to me.” “It was for a lot of money. I would have been a fool to turn it down.” “But instead you were a fool, and didn’t turn it down. For that, I’m increasing your punishment. I’m going to have sex with you. I can still give you. .He understood, and was happy enough for me to be giving it consideration, reiterating that he and the other guys would "take care" of me and that "nothing would happen without your consent and agreement Anna".The Saturday night arrived and I went to the bar for a couple of drinks before hand to meet up with the guys and we waited for Fred too arrive...I had dressed casually, in jeans, boots and a plain blouse. Nothing too overtly sexual as I didn't want to give the wrong impression to anyone.