Harder than I did the day the Sheriff’s department called to tell me about the accident, harder than at the funeral and all the days since then. I c...ied for him, for us, for everything that we’d never have. Every inch of my body trembled. I had never felt so alone and empty. I lay there for almost an hour. When I finally rose to my feet, my eyes were puffy and sore, dark strands of hair matted against my wet face. I took a deep breath and made a promise to myself that I’d try and put my life. Once there, I appraised my reflection. My hair had fallen from its chignon during the night and now framed my pallid face with strawberry curls. My eyes were still heavy with sleep, but even sleep could not extinguish the deep blue of their color. I straightened my frock, splashed a little water on my face, and attempted to pin my hair up once again. When I returned to the compartment, Erich was standing uneasily in front of the window. His face softened as he saw me, and I smiled in return. ‘I. I texted back that I would be at the motel across from the restaurant.The text I received next was a question I had not gave much thought to. I was asked if the sex or orientation of the respondent mattered. I answered, as long as YOU want to GET fucked, then I was ok with that, being I am a bisexual top-dominant. The next text was as surprising to me as the last, as it asked if a couple would be acceptable. I answered the more the better.We agreed to meet an hour from now as they were coming a. She got up and started over toward us and silently and started to buckle one of the heavy straps around my ankle. ?Spread em whore? snarled Laura. I obeyed as she lightly kicked outward on my inner left ankle. It was a bit uncomfy but I wasn’t complaining. I didn’t expect it but Laura pushed my upper body over the horse, where Darlene grabbed my wrists and expertly secured first one then the other to each far leg of the horse. I was now bent at the waste and cruelly exposed. I was also horny as.