Her heart threatened to stop. She couldn’t even say anything – she just sat there staring, drinking in the fact that he was there, on her porch. W...w! It had been a very long time since she’d seen him in person. How did he affect her so much? That thought made her angry. ‘I don’t get affected by men,’ she told herself. It was true. Five years and she had never even kissed anyone, at least until the current person in her life. She had shut down that part of her, and it felt good to have that. She was damn near insatiable then and now. At that final bonfire on the spring break trip I lost track of her because those girls in the next tent wanted my attention again, and who can turn down a couple of hot honeys. They were really into each other and wanted me as frosting on the cake, I guess.Our clothes got left in the car and I put my keys and cell phone in a little waist pack. I reminded Cassie that I was her date and to at least check in with me from time to time. I would not leave. ’ Christine lifted the bottle up to her lips and took a long swig. She began to cough when she felt the sting of the whisky on her throat, causing some of it to dribble out of her lips and illicit laughter from the men. ‘Hell yeah girl!’ ‘Woooo! That’s the spirit, suck on that bottle!’ ‘Easy now, it’s not cock!’ The bearded man removed his hand from her crotch, slowly unbuttoned her shorts and zipped them down as Christine touched the bottle to her lips and took another long swig of the. I stood and put the dry clothes in the basket on top of the dryer. I turned to him. My mouth watered just looking at him.He was wearing a pair of his cut off sweats and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut out. The hair on his chest, shoulders, and back peeked out of the collar of the shirt. The light glinted off the hair on his arms and legs. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me to him. He moved his head forward. He nuzzled my tank top aside and sucked my nipple into his mouth.I.