Jim put on a fresh shirt and shorts to watch the movie in. They set out the food, put the beer in an ice bucket by the couch and snuggled up against e...ch other. They decided to watch “French Kiss”, it was a romcom Jim actually enjoyed, and Beth hadn’t seen it yet.The food was delicious, and they had been downing the beers pretty quickly. Halfway through the movie Beth started squirming. “Would you pause the movie?. I need to pee” she asked. Jim hit the button and looked at Beth. “I do too. And. Do you want a passing motorist to see you forcing me. Everybody has a cell phone with 911 on speed dial. We are all on motor bikes this is a really bad idea logistically." I said it hoping logic would prevail. I didn't have a lot of hope that it would, but who knew."How about I just kill you and move on down the road," the heavy one said showing me his knife."There are two of you and you are bigger, but I have no idea why you would want to go to prison, or worse for the thrill of killing an old. In between vomiting, it felt like all of the muscles in mystomach were tightening. I spent the next half hour, deliriouslyvomiting, feeling only half conscious.When it finally seemed like I was done vomiting, I walked over to thesink and turned on the faucet, brushing my hair from my face as I bentover to drink some water. Wait a second, I'd taken my wig off beforegoing to bed.I turned on the vanity light and looked in the mirror. I was an absolutewreck, but an amazingly beautiful wreck. I must. "I'm sorry Hannah, Trisha but I really don't!" I replied again."Then I guess it has to be a trick then!" said Trisha with a glint in her eye, and then she stepped up to me and kissed me hard on the lips.For several seconds this young pretty black girl, in a black tight fitting cat suit pinned me against my own front door and kissed me passionately.I then felt some hands gently rubbing over my shirt, and then lower down onto my trousers, before Hannah suddenly exclaimed "Oh, I think he likes.