The winters were getting longer and longer and thoughts of palm trees, mangoes and rum filled the cold and vacant space where my heart used to reside... I thought about the events of the day...Mr. Richards jerking off to the thought of me bending over and displaying my ass for his under-the-desk pleasure...the bus driver, who could have wrecked watching me taunt the horny devil in the back seat... and Poor Peter, who had to beg and pay for any attention and came in his hand within minutes of me. “Remember the ambush that we told you about in Florida, well, we left out a major piece of information,” Chris told them.“And just what was that, dear?” mom asked, now recovered also.“When the shooting started, Chuck and Roy fell on top of us to protect us from the bullets. It was just so gallant and romantic, but they did get hit by as many of the bullets as we did, and those bastards fired well over a hundred rounds at us. They bounced off of our bubbles, and each of us had an individual. Her eyes were turquoise in color which completed the image of wholesomeness. Linda had a gorgeous symmetrical female figure. She was slightly overweight for her height according to the ‘food police’ and national health statistics. She carried most of her extra weight in her ass and this made her body extremely voluptuous. Because of the extra weight in her ass, her derriere had an exaggerated jiggle when she walked causing the eyes of male gawkers to bulge out. The residue of her extra weight. Ifelt like a sex-crazy whore, ready and willing to do absolutely anythingfor a release - and I was, too. We skyped every night and exchangedmessages during the day, Her taunting and degrading me with messageslike "how's my sexy whore doing?", "I bet you are really craving somefucking now", "play with your nipples, slut", "push it in" - meaning mybutt plug, and so on.Our evening skype sessions usually started with me parading myself infront of the camera, showing off my sexy lingerie,.