Her eyes were closed and I could hear her saying:"Oh God baby, fuck me, please fuck me."The words thundered through my head; they were the same words ...he had said to me the previous night. Dejected and broken hearted I stumbled away from Eric's car, got in mine and went home.The next morning Wanda called me and asked me what I had come by for last night and I hung up on her. She called several more times during the day and each time I hung up on her. I went out that night and got falling down. He was insistent, and I knew that I needed to follow through to have any chance at being fully reinstated.Megan wasn’t the least bit reluctant to go with me to the meeting that night, and in fact she dressed more revealingly than normal. She was wearing tight, black leggings and a tight, white yoga top, and a light gray, hooded cover-up. She looked like she had just been to a yoga class, and her nice ass, thick camel toe, and big breasts were beautifully on display.Jason and the other men at. " I'm running out of girls here. I already went with all the pretty ones. All that's left is Steph and her girlfriend, Brenda. I think I'd rather wait and take my chances at Notre Dame. I have a pretty good sense of direction." Speaking of Brenda, and not the skinny one that's Steph's friend, have you heard about when she'd getting home?" I haven't, but I could probably find out for you." That's all right. Talking about you and fucking, I just naturally thought about her." I thought it was from. “Hey! Did you guys have a fun night?” I had to laugh at the glint in her eyes as she asked.“Not too bad at all,” Mark said lightly patting my ass.“That's great! Hey, we had just started a movie a few minutes ago. Are you ok if we stay for a bit?”“Sure, stay all night if you want,” I said as Mark stepped back with a wave and started walking up the stairs to our room. “You know where the blankets are, so get comfy.”“Thanks!”The smile on her face was priceless as I stepped out of the room.