So Jay, you owe Heather, Sue, and I each three and a half hours in the sack. Rach, is that acceptable to you?” “Yeah, but Jay’s looking a little...deer in the headlights over there.” “Jay, you okay with this plan? Asks Connie.” “Ahh, I’m just waiting to wake up from this dream. I mean I would love sleeping with any one of you, I can’t believe all of you want to sleep with me.” “Heather pipes in, ahh, there isn’t going to be any sleeping dude, I want my three and a half hours, and I’m counting. In the end, I would go for a more natural look but sometimes I'd lay it on for Steve, especially if I wanted a little slutty look for him.Of course it was amazing being with Steve. He was and always will be my first and the way he would treat me was better than any guy or girl could ask for. He was sweet to me, always holding my hand, kissing me on the cheek. He bought me flowers and on my birthday he took me out for dinner, buying me a new dress. I was terrified going out for dinner and. I thought about various option of thinking when, I sleep in night just taking her nightie up and fucking her, me and my mom sleep together, when my dad come I sleep in hall, my mom looks like Shakeela very big body tall fat women, in nights I would feel her tits, while sleeping putting my legs on her ass some times I would remove my pant and underwear and masturbate sleeping next to her in midnight after cumming I would get scared and sleep, I used to fantasize many plans, like getting caught. Overcome with emotion, no longer thinking that I was going to die, I just wanted to hug him for saving me, at least I hoped he’d save me and not leave me there to fend for myself. For all that I knew with there no one else around, he could rob me, rape me, and murder me. I quickly turned my engagement ring around. Only, instead of being happy to see him, I was suddenly afraid of him. What if he was a serial killer who stopped to help desperate, stupid women stuck on the side of the road before.