She moaned into my mouth and pulled me closer, her hips grinding against my engorged cock. I let my hands wander across her back and found the tab for...the zipper. Slowly, gently, and all the way down to the bottom of the raceway. I retraced the route, my fingers on her bare skin. She broke the kiss, her mouth open, her eyes glassy. I slid the dress from her shoulders, and it fell to the floor in a puddle. She mashed her lips against mine; her barely covered tits pressed hard against my. .. Pop ... pop ... putt-puttputt-putt. Each putt and pop sent a round smoke-ring to fade away in the night sky.The gears meshed, the clutch let out ... squealing just a little. Nick advanced the throttle, Puttputtputtpopaputt putt. Nick poured water from the water bucket into the cooling chamber. The Bridge was sideways to the roadway now. He threw in the clutch ... shut down the engine and climbed up on the bridge. The ghostly white sailboat rippled its way past ... a girls voice, "Catch." He. The group had enjoyed its stay in Calder City but was ready to return to the low-stress life offered at Heilman College.The first day of school dawned sunny and warm and the group split off to their respective classes. Phil Warner’s absence was the second-biggest topic of conversation that day (with Hailey’s sparkling engagement ring ranking at Number One).Hailey, Tiffany, Molly, Katelyn and Bob tried to go about their normal routines – except things were decidedly abnormal.The sounding-board –. She was trembling not just from the cold but her trauma. “I was raped once when I was 17,” Veronica said softly.Sally’s heart sank. “What? You were raped?”“Y-yes. It was at a party my senior year of high school. I thought I had asked for it because I dressed provocatively and flirted with the guy but later on I realized I was raped. I kept telling him no but he continued. Years went by and there was always some deep sadness within and I never knew why until you mentioned wanting to get Ginger.