“I promised myself that I’d try and make a difference because someone did it for me and I try to keep his memory going.”“And what makes you th...nk I need someone to talk to?”“Well,” she drew a breath, head still resting on her hands, “you’ve had five glasses of wine; you’ve not checked your phone for about an hour and,” she paused then, looking up and away, selecting the right words, “you’ve got a face like an orphaned kitten. If I was guessing, I’d guess you didn’t really want to go and get on. "Ohhh, yeah, Greg, do it," the girl squealed, remembering to keep her voice low. "Finger-fuck my pussy! It's soooo hot and horny, it needs it really bad, Greg!"In the darkened theater, with the movie screen providing the only illumination, the two teenagers grew bolder. Giggling excitedly, Barbara raised her skirt up around her waist and spread her legs as far apart as her seat would allow, at the same time scooting down as far as possible.Greg licked his dry lips and ran his strong hands down. The roaring storm lasted for several hours. Something kept hitting the glass of my window, but the promises made by the staff held true. My room was secure even from water that might have leaked under the door in a less prepared facility. I slept fitfully and roused as gray light began to filter through the white gauzy drapes. Birds sang quiet little melodies outside my room. The shower was a welcome balm to body and soul. It is funny how that can be. I slid on a pale pink thong swimsuit bottom. Alicia grilled Savannah about it all day until they got to volleyball practice. Volleyball is something that Savannah takes seriously; just as serious as slutty sex. Halfway through drills, the coach asked her to go get the new balls out of his office.While pulling the heavy bag of balls out of the coach’s office, she bumped into her twin brothers, Caleb and Curtis. They were on the basketball team and on their way to the locker room.a“What’s up, sis,” Curtis asked. “Need some help?”“Yeah.