“I’ll say, you were out for about an hour. You OK?”he asked. “I think so.” Billy leaned over and kissed her...softly on thecheek. Cheryl felt herself flush and, in spite ofherself. “What ya want ta do?” Billy asked. “I don’t know,” Cheryl replied, answering honestly.She had only ever kissed a boy once before and that boywas as nervous as she was. She had heard girlfriendstalk about going all the way . “My apartment, to sleep,” I said, zipping up my pants. Lily stepped closer, her boobs bouncing with each step.“You should sleep with me tonight, I’ll keep you warm,” she said seductively. I looked at her, her cum-covered face displaying some hurt that I didn’t want to stay the night in her bed.“I’m good. Thanks for the fuck though, that was great,” I said, pulling my shirt on and heading towards my shoes next to the door, “we should do something like this again.”“Oh- okay then,” Lily said, her. Trying to think back, she knew that each man must have taken her four or five times each, and two were up her butt. Thinking of that brutal ****, she realized how sore her anus was as she sat on the seat of the car.Taking her cell phone in her hand, she checked and saw she had not received one call all day, not even from Jeff, Then she called her home number and waited for Jeff to answer,"Hi sweetheart," Jeff said when he answered the phone, "How was your day, make a lot of sales?" Thinking how. " So! You do remember!" she accused."No. YOU remember," I shot back. "I simply read your memory. By the way, who is Keith Williamson? And does he really have a Partridge Family poster in his bedroom?" KEITH WILLIAMSON!" You were in Keith Williamson's bedroom?" squealed both sets of twins."Does his mom know you were in his bedroom?" asked Jennifer."His mom? Does OUR mom know you were in his bedroom?" asked Julie.Randi was blushing by now. I touched one of the others."Hello Candace. May I call.