Lon' 'fore I could do 'nything about it. Did get away from 'im though, it never happened again. But I just.. I wanted to come back here. Been meanin' ...o do it for a long time, really. And then you came along, tellin' me all about your gift an' all..." My fingers curl around her hand. "Did it help?" I ask, chewing on my lip, wondering what the fuck she could've made of the spectacle. Me writhing on the floor, moaning as I recounted her brutal rape blow for blow. Oh and then cumming my ass off at. "When you comin' back to Seattle?" Tomorrow," I told her. "What's Amy's real name?" What? It's Amy!" the girl laughed. "Just call him Amy." Oh." Call us when you get here, okay? We'll go out or something," Stacy said. "Or stay in, just the three of us." Um, okay," I said, having no idea if my brother would even let me out of his sight in Seattle."I mean me, you, and your big fuckin' dick!" she giggled. "Monica can find her own girlfriend." Ah..." I laughed. "We'll see, okay?" Yeah, you dykes. I handed him our two cassettes and we joined Mom and dad for dinner.They had the same food for everyone, but it was good—a medium sized sirloin steak, corn and mashed potatoes. Joanie and I finished quickly and excused ourselves, giving Mom and dad a kiss as we left to go talk to the DJ. His name was RK the DJ, a little older than you usually find, but he had a nice collection of older music, from the 40s and 50s especially. He could be a source of music in the future, so we got one of his. He was teasing her about how she was too 'chicken' to fool around with a girl, but she stated to him otherwise then hopped out of bed and stood before me. She pushed me down lightly and asked if she could play with my pussy.I without hesitation said that she could, and I let her remove my clothing. I then removed my tank top so I was only wearing my bra. She noticed that I was soaking wet, and she described it to her boyfriend. She started playing with my clit, and then slid one finger into my.