” Chalk one up for the hippies. She had been driving for several hours now, passing through an area where winding roads through hills and valleys ...ad long given way to flatter, browner, rockier desert, drier air, and the towns came fewer and far in between. Less rolling terrain also meant less need for curves and turns on the road. She could see straight up the highway for miles. The problem with a straight, flat, endless highway was that there was very little stimulus to help maintain her. It felt so good and it took a great amount of effort not to scream. I bit his shoulder in an attempt to muffle my small noises. His breaths got deeper and faster and I thought for sure he would make a noise to get us both caught. He moved my face from his shoulder to his and kissed me hard to keep from letting out his loud noises of pleasure. Only a few more thrusts and he came inside me. Shortly after was my turn. He put my leg down, kissed me on the mouth and then on the forehead and said. Chapter 3On the cobblestone path connecting the security-tight servants' quarterswith the plantation home of the Baline's, young Diana Williams' bloodtemporarily turned cold, which was natural enough, she reasoned, havingno certain idea of what was to be expected of her. At that moment, shewas thankful for the two joints of fine-grade Columbian marijuana thatthe Baline's so generously kept available for their servants. Not thatthe Baline's weren't good to their help otherwise. Man, if it. She is looking at Eric, hoping he will not burst out in rage. After a minute of silence, Eric replies with a naughty face.“Yes, she can!” he says, “Do you want to experience it?”Everyone, including Susan, is looking at Eric with unbelieve.“I.. I did not want to be rude. It… It just flipped out. Sorry.” says the man.“It is no problem. I understand why. Look at her,“ says Eric while pushing Susan forward, “Doesn’t she look hot?”Everyone nods yes, but no-one dares to answer with words. Now.