Trust me. I went through this whole thingmyself years ago, and it?s actually more normal for you, because you?reall girl all the time." But ..." I wa...ted to argue, except I didn?t have any argument to followup that beginning.Gina probably wouldn?t have let me finish one anyway, as she was quickto interject. "I know how you feel Ashley. Really. There?s nothing tobe bothered about here, though. After a while, it will be just asnormal as liking girls, and it?s not like you?re going to stop. As usual, he had me to the edge in no time, and I must have been a bit vocal in my appreciative moans. Suddenly, we were both startled by a woman’s voice. “Is this a private party, or can I join you boys?” We turned together to see the same striking brunette from the beach earlier. “Hi, I’m Rachel,” she said with a slight southern accent. “I couldn’t help overhearing and well, it sounds like you two are having more fun than I’ve had this whole trip. I’d love to join you if y’all don’t mind a. She put her right hand inside my hairs while I was sucking her erected big brown nipple. She moaned and asked me how I am gonna fuck her. I replied her,” Whatever you wish, babe.”She smiled and said, “No, you won’t fuck me in a way I want. No men were ready to fuck me like how I want.” I asked her, “Ok, you are giving hype. What is it?”She said, “I like to dominate men. I like femdom. Are you ok with it?”“I have never done this before. I am interested in learning new things. Let’s do it.” She. *** The road ahead of me shimmered in the midday sun and around me there was nothing but flat land and bushes. Arizona was burning hot and so was I. The car I drove, a 1978 Mustang had no air conditioner. I don’t know if it ever worked, but when I stole it two days before it didn’t. I was on my way to the West Coast because I felt like taking care of some rich folks, I love killing rich people. They look so different than poor people in their last moment before death. I guess poor people have.