The divorce was finally done and now he just had to pick up the shattered pieces and move on. He wished he was home in his own house and bed, but for ...he weekend he had agreed to go out into the middle of nowhere and spend a few days trying to relax. His friends had been his steady rocks through it all and he loved them for it, but he didn’t need them to worry and he sure as hell didn’t need them to entertain him. They had arranged a BBQ with some friends that night and he had tried to enjoy. “Nice cock, Jack. Very nice. I bet you love sucking that, Steph.”Neither Jack nor Steph knew what to say. They watched Amy's ass raise and lower on Phil's throbbing dick, her breasts in his face as he looked over her shoulder at Jack and Steph, with Steph’s breasts dangling over the back of the chair. Jack stroked Steph’s clit and Steph rocked her hips but gasped, "FUCK me!"Jack thrust immediately inside her, all the way. Steph groaned in pleasure. "Yes!" Oh fuck, Steph. So fucking good," he. The words were on the tip of my tongue when I looked sideways. On the other side of the gym, Angie was playing with some other girls, her dark eyes looking at me. It was as if she could see inside me: all the frustration, the anger, the temptation. And she kept her gaze leveled at me.I looked away, ashamed. Missed the tip-off. And lost the game, fifteen minutes later.I knew what that gaze had been saying. You can’t make yourself better by making other people worse.We met after school that day.. For the duration of this story, you belong to me and thus you are myproperty. And if you choose to send feedback at the end my ownershipextends to the point where you press, "send."2.You will say "Yes Mistress Dyvia" anytime that Aaron or Veronica does.3. Before reading this you must be aroused.4. You will either have a rose in your left hand (whether a piece ofpaper with a picture, drawn or photo, or a real one), or a lipstick onyour lips with a color closely resembling a rose's.5.If you.