" The message was date stamped November 15. Karen left her number.There were three messages from Marcy, imploring me to call her as soon as I got home... There was one message from Sean, saying he was home and there were also messages from Curtis, Josh and Jeannie.But the messages I played, saved and played again were the three from Karen. "Call me."I didn't dare return calls at ten p.m., did I?"Hello?" Hi, I hope it's not too late. I just got here and..." Sammy? Sammy, I was hoping it would be. We stopped for a light, and I opened the door to get out. But I was stopped cold by Brad's huge hand around my arm, pulling me back into the car. "Let me go, please!" I said with a stern attitude, but he just dragged petite little old me across the seat and onto his lap. I could feel that he was hard, and could sense the excitement in his tone of voice.I was, as I said, a bit tipsy, and that little submissive fantasy light went on in my head. Here I was, with three cute guys in a nice car, and. It just wasn’t for her. She’d had a couple of reasonably healthy sexual relationships since then, but they wound down. Her life, in short, was at a crossroads. What did she really, really want to do?Her dream was to teach Home Economics, which she had started out to do 21 years before, but modern young women just weren’t interested, and figuring out the logistics of such a thing was difficult, if not impossible. She couldn’t think of a way to do it.So she did what a school teacher ought to. Sure. Why not.”“Great. Maria will like that. She’s wanted you since you walked in.”Both the men laughed and continued to drink their drinks. Maria came out and looked gorgeous and planted a kiss on Henry’s mouth.“Are you coming?”“Yes.”“Great. I told you I’d fuck you.”Maria giggled and the trio danced some more, but this time Maria was grinding herself up against Henry. She made out with him on the dance floor. Dave stood by and danced with the two of them. They both took turns grinding.