I didn't know what was going on, why my parents were called out here, and I didn't ask. I figured that I would find out eventually. ''So hows life ba...k home?'' he asked.I puffed out a sigh and tried to decide how to answer, ''Difficult.'' I replied. He nodded his head and looked out the window, ''I found out that my best friend was sleeping with my boyfriend.'' I told him.He raised his eyebrows a little, ''Dear Penthouse, I don't usually write in but...'' he trailed off, he had a smile on his. I stepped inside and she pushed the door shut behind me.As she held the door closed with one hand she used the other to unzip herpants. I could feel the lump in my throat descend into my stomach intime with the zipper lowering. Beneath her pants she was wearing blacklycra underwear marked at the front with a white skull and crossboneswhich were tenting and even showed a damp spot at the front from her pre-cum, was she that excited over me?She slid the panties down just enough for her hard. During college, she figured, it waspermissible to explore your own sexual identity. Shehad many sexual encounters, with men and a few women,but she always kept her heart focused on Darryl.Darryl, she guessed, hadn’t returned the favor.After the honeymoon months that followed graduation shestarted to notice a different side of Darryl. He wasmore sexually explorative, often asking her to shoveher finger up his ass during sex. She felt obligedbecause she wanted to please him, but things got. Total blackness. Every way she looked it was the same. The curse of the countryside, was that local authorities did not provide street lights. In the city, these were taken for granted, but here, there was no such need for them, and no provision.Again, she thought she heard a noise from one side of the road. She felt herself shiver, as she looked around. She could see nothing, and when she had repeatedly asked if anyone was there, and got no answer, she forced her feet forwards again.She had.