She placed her hands behind his head and held his mouth to her, his tongue began to circle the hardened point as his hand reached between her legs, fe...ling the moistness. Roderick knew then that she was his and, while he wouldn’t have the pleasure of taking her virginity, that honour having gone to a sausage, he would be the first man to savour the promised pleasure. His finger entered her vagina and he began his assault on her, sliding his finger in and out of her while he caressed her. It occurred to me that I was lying on the ground. I looked around. I recognized those trees. I saw them every day when I parked my yellow beetle in the employee parking area. What I didn't recognize was the rest of the place. There was no parking lot, no lines of gas and diesel pumps, no truck wash, no restaurant, no showers, no fast food joints, no cars. There wasn't any asphalt and no yellow beetle. All I could see this side of the trees was grass. Not front lawn grass, this was wild and was. # I buried her in the back yard at home. Marking the tiny grave with a small wooden cross nailed together in the garage, the old man’s words played over in my head as I worked. ‘Tough luck son…sometimes miracles happen.’ Sure they do. It would have been a miracle had I not lost control of my dogs. If only I’d been paying more attention instead of struggling with that stupid bag of groceries, my innocent puppy would be alive, instead of buried beneath the frozen yard. Her death was my fault. It was about 30 minutes later she entered James’ room. He was still asleep, and she slid into bed with him. He started to stir, especially when it was clear she was playing with his cock. She then pulled the bedding away revealing his hard on and she started to suck him. In only a few minutes she was riding his cock and making him cum. She rolled off him and laid there cuddling him. I get ready for work and received a text from her saying that she had just woken James up with a fuck. I was in.