She told me that it scared her, and always had. After finishing off the pizza and beer, we said goodnight, and she returned to her room. I watched TV ...or a bit longer, then turned in myself.A few hours later, I was awakened by a loud crash, and realized that the storm had taken a very bad turn. Several more claps of thunder followed closely afterwards. I heard a stifled scream, and Mary ran into my room and jumped into the bed, actually shivering. I held her as she lightly sobbed onto my. “One never knows when the occasion might happen for a good fuck.”I damn near fell out of my chair at that point.Roxy hopped to her feet and pulled her dress up, to show off her cute little ass and shaved kitty. Holy Cow. I had seen her at a strip club years before, but that was completely different.One of the other guys, an affable old fart named James, our host that night, who had a dirty mind and a potty mouth to match, replied, “Well, you can fuck me any day of the week!”“Only if you don’t. She ran her fingers lightly over my erection that was tenting the crotch of my pants, straining to burst free. She unzipped my pants, and in one smooth motion pulled them off along with my shorts, discarding them in a heap on the floor. I always loved it when she did that. She took a step back and began to slowly unbutton her blouse asking, “So, what do you say? Will you agree to be my bottom bitch and let me use that ass of your as I see fit?” She pulled her scrunchy out letting her hair fall. Pam came around the counter and stood on her tiptoes."Where?" Right here. See?" he said.Pam put her hand on his shoulder. Finally, she saw the few gray hairs mixed with the little bit of hair he had left, but it was not the hair she noticed. He smelled good, even over the smell of the chicken and hamburgers. He felt good, too. His shoulder was hard muscle under the light polo shirt."I see," Pam said.Mr. Thorn straightened up, pulling his shoulder out from under her hand. He sighed."Yep, I'm.