"How do I look?", I asked. Abby smiled rambunctiously, "Oh, definitely over 21." Giving one last glance over to Abby, I put one foot in front of the o...her and headed into the store. A faint, wispy smell of old cardboard and wood entered my nostrils. I could see rows and rows of shelves, all containing foreign looking bottles. I turned one over, the thick green glass exciting me. My shaky hands helped me to realize that this was a type of wine. Hell, I didn't even know what I was looking for.. "What happened?!" Talia shouted."Bee hive!" Simon yelled back.Suddenly, a terrible thought twisted my guts: "Where's Liz?!"The others all looked amongst themselves as they ran, surprised to see that she wasn't with them. Why wasn't she there? I'm rarely one to panic, but at that minute all I could think about was the time my third grade teacher got stung by a bee on a field trip and almost died from an allergic reaction. I grabbed Stephanie by the arm—"Is she allergic?"Stephanie went white at. Then I slip in the third finger, she moans and grinds her hips against my hand. Her desire is a raging inferno and she badly needs to be fucked rough and hard. She needs to be filled with my monster cock.She cries out when I suddenly pull my sweet thick fingers away and slap her ass. The pain is a surprise, and mixed with pleasure. I suddenly spin her away from the wall and roughly forces her onto her knees in front of me. I pull her head back by her hair and, lean down, pressing my face into. It was good for hunting and fishing but pretty boring otherwise - lots of gossip and nosey neighbors but not much else. The one good thing was the club on the base that we all used to go to on weekends to party and let off steam. One weekend we were all there partying and drinking alot. There were several couples in our group and we all were hanging out and having a good time. As it started to get later - people started to get friendlier with alot of hugging and dancing. One of the girls.