I was young and in love. With him and his irresistible body. I was pretty, I'm not gonna lie. I have raspberry red hair and emerald green eyes that co...pliment my ivory skin and angular features. We would be perfect together with his brown hair and blue eyes. I heard somewhere that brown haired people are more compatible with red haired people. I wish."Miss shilpa?" I heard Mr. pathan's deep voice call my name and I absolutley loved the sound."Uh..um, yes?" I stuttered."May I speak with you. How can we help?” A man’s voice.“Taylor?”“Yes.”“I need road gravel ... my driveway is gonna kill me.”“And you are where?”“You know the Log Cabin past the ninety curves on Wolf Creek?”“Yes I do.”“That drive,” I said.Under his breath I heard him say, “Christ, that’s a long bastard.”“Yes ... it’s a long bastard,” I agreed.“Sorry, about that.”“Can you grade it ... and roll?”“You want Taylor to build you a new driveway? What kind of gravel do you want us to use?”“What do you mean?”“Taylor has access. Yes. A slut. “Oh fuck Niki good” she begged, getting into her slut role completely, even though it was barely 8 AM. She was going to be a good slut today. Yesterday had been easy by comparison, getting dressed by the door right before heading to work, stripping down and waiting for him by the front door as soon as she got home. Letting him toy with and tease her butt plug. Perfectly normal daily slut behavior. Somehow, she sensed today was going to be more. She prayed it would be more. Ever. Just then Carmen returned from retrieving her backpack, and tugged on Tim’s shirt to let him know she was ready to go outside and wait for their ride.“Oh my goodness! I plain forgot to introduce myself. I’m Tim Murphy, and this is my sister Carmen,” he said while hugging his little sister to his side.Although Tim knew her name, he let her make introductions. “Well I am Rebecca Barrett. I am a librarian here at Roosevelt and my husband is the head freshman football coach, so you will get to know.