"I'm ready," she said. "Come on, don't waste any time." Her fingers were working away at her slit faster than ever. "Come on, uhhhhh, I need it, Pete....I need your fucking cock inside of me." Sure," he said. His hands went to the front of his pants. She watched with hunger in her eyes as he undid the belt and then yanked his zipper down. He stepped closer to her, standing right in front of her face.Judy reached inside and felt his stiff cock. "Ooooh," she said. "It's nice and hard, baby, so nice. I didn't know what she was thinking, but I know I wanted to fuck her. I know I wanted to suck her big tits, but I have to feel her out first.I get home to get ready for who knows what. I know what I want, but how to get it, gotta see. She comes over and rings the bell. It's early spring so the weather is cold. I open the door and she is dressed warmly as expected. As far as she knows, this is not a date, so there's that. I offer to sit down and ask what she would like to drink. I get her the. If I had been drugged could Wilson be part of it. I doubted it since, why would he do it he knew almost no one in New Wales. Not to mention, I would expect the culprit to participate in it.Drugged or not, Brian was gonna remember me. If I were eighteen, as the drug wore off I would have been conflicted. I might have just been relieved not to be injured when it was over. Since I wasn't eighteen, and it wasn't my first rodeo, I fought through the haze and through the fear. I was past the need to. There were three choices. He could use the pocket knife, but he wasn't sure how long it would keep from rusting in the salt water, and he didn't want to risk it. He could simply sharpen the point of the stick. That would probably work just fine. Or he could fashion a point from stone. That wasn't the fastest or most efficient method, but then, speed and efficiency weren't the goal here.He decided on the third option. A few years ago he had gone on a retreat in the Southwest with a group of.