Glover heisted her skirt up over her back and dug a finger, doodled it around in the crack, and nudged the tense anal pucker.Mavis wished her cunny wo...ld stop hungering for hard, long male meat!"Phil had nothing to do with it!" she yelled as Glover pushed her over stacked cartons of vegetable juice, big cans.One of his thumbs hooked her in the asshole and stabbed into her throbbing rectum. His left hand gripped her left thigh and her legs skidded apart; she hunched her rump back at him as she. It was closed as usual, but what I heard from her room stopped me cold in my tracks. It sounded like voices coming from her room. “Maybe she left the radio on.” I thought to myself. I got a towel and was headed back to the kitchen when I heard what I thought was the bed squeaking. “What the fuck? Her car ain’t in the drive. That can’t be her, can it?” I stopped and listened. It was the bed squeaking…rhythmically. I listened some more. “That’s it baby! Right there, right there, you’ve got the. I let out a deep sigh of relief.I'd been lucky, I realized. I'd invited a complete stranger into my house to engage in an illegal activity, while I was too drunk to do much to protect my stuff or defend myself. I was lucky in who actually showed up. Incredibly lucky.I got some coffee and a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. I picked up Sherri's card and read it again. I was surprised. She'd written down the rates for "social evening" and they were a third of what a "full" hour cost. In. You were right. He’s known about my attraction for years, and it worried him.”“Worries jealous or worries for your welfare?”“Both, maybe. I think he was mostly worried that I would get into trouble. He is too confident in himself to think that he might lose me to a boy. After last week, though, I think he re-evaluated that and got plenty jealous. We had a long talk about it last night.”“Did you get everything aired out?”“We learned a lot about each other that we didn’t know. I think I learned.