.' One of the guys had gotten behind me placed me in a full nelson. I also found out pretty quick, that he had removed his pants, his penis was poking...me in my buttcrack. No matter how I tried to avoid his probing member it found my buttcrack and pressed into it. Being out numbered I called a halt to what they were doing and tried to play to their modest side. '...All y'all can't do this, don't you have some type of shane for you to have to take me like this...' They guy holding me pushed me. ’ Holy……….!!!! She’s the author who just released her tenth straight NY Times best-selling novel and she’s already at number one again. I have all of them at home, except the most recent one. I should have recognized her from her pictures on the cover jackets. ‘It’s a pleasure to meet you. Perhaps it would be better if I just call you ‘Missy’. I would very much hate to slip and break my promise to you at an inopportune moment.’ ‘Yes. I would like that.’ Looking down at my arms, I said, ‘Missy,. Actually, I borrowed a friend's Mercedes sedan... the kind you like... you know, long, sleek, and very conservative." A Mercedes? For me? You must really *want* something, eh?"I thought, "Little do you know Mom. I want to get into your pants." But what I *said* was, "Just to be with you, Mom, that's all I want," and gave her one of those shit-eating grins that gives evidence to the lie.The business of picking up her two sizable suitcases occupied us for the next little while and it wasn't until. They just had to compromise. It was the perfect time and he had just moved to a prominent team. He joined the elitist of football stars. He was in his best form ever. They hadjust got back from honeymoon from some ridiculously expensive ‘island paradise’. He sighed as he thought of the wedding which had been the epitome of lavish. But it was what she wanted. And he gave it to her. They just purchased a beautiful estate and things were looking up. As all their guests left, he clasped his hands.