"Y... yes," I stammered. I grabbed the handle with my right hand and pressed in the metal button. The door creaked upon and I climbed in. In ...indsight, it was the worst mistake of my life. I wish I had followed my father's advice. I wish I distrusted and feared all people. I wish I had the sense to know when to run. I had none of it, however, and I would later pay the price for my naivet?. The van smelled of the women's perfume. She wore far more than was necessary,. She likely wants me to get her something from the kitchen. The thing she's best at (aside from having sex and causing trouble) isn’t even something you can be skilled at: she is one of the laziest people I know, often calling on me or my father to perform basic functions that would take her seconds. Even the fatasses at school pick themselves up to get another bag of chips. She won't even sit up to grab a drink sitting two feet away, and it's no small miracle that she's as skinny as she. She was an impossible fantasy, looking young and unblemished but thoroughly mature if naïve in bed. At the root of the matter when he mulled over everything that had happened, he was afraid of her, her father, and that unnamed sister.However, his cock took no notice and kept reminding him of how good sex was. How sex complicated everything! The stiff French fry holder crumpled under his tightening fist as his anger at his own weaknesses grew.It was cool to be the angry young man brooding over. " You're right. After that, I don't want to be a man any more. I supposethis form is for 24 hours?" said Rachel."I guess so, so lets make the most of it," said Veronica.They spent the next few hours bathing in the morning sun. Afterwards,they headed for the hotel to change. The receptionist who saw them leavedidn't say a word when they arrived back."Likely to have seen that many sunbathers leave this morning, that theydon't remember too many faces," said Veronica, noting Rachel's.