My brother was there to get me away from our foster family and to a safer place across town. It was a homeless shelter though we had freedom there.He ...ucked me into bed and stepped into the hallway with Brittany. "If you don't want to sleep in here, feel free to use my room. I won't be in there all night and just this morning changed the sheets. I have to stay in bed with her or she'll cry during the night."She looked down the hallway and then at my door, contemplating her options. At the end. Absolutely." I don't know why I said 'absolutely'. Maybe it was theraging hormones talking. I knew what I had to do next. I didn't wait to say'truth or dare', I just cut straight to it. "Do you?" I asked."Yeah, I do it all the time." He was still smiling that slightly nervoussmile. "I'm tired of playing truth or dare. Do you want to, you know...Fool around?"I started to open my mouth. I wanted so bad to say yes. Dammit, I wanted topush him over and hump him right then and there, so why the hell. " Okay. The next question is: FictionMania recently ran a poll called ?New Story, Need Help! Part 2'. People were asked which of several sex-story elements was their least favorite. Which option received the most votes?A. She MalesB. Butt Plugs/ DildoesC. BondageD. Water Sports?" Oooh, ah' really hate bondage, but sex games with urine sound sodisgustin', ah'm gonna hafta choose D. Water Sports." Final answer, Roberta? You can quit if you're not sure." Ah'm suah enough, Phil. Final answuh.". I feel the head at my opening.”Cassandra, look at me.”I look at him and he pulls me down onto him in one quick movement. I gasp and moan at the sudden feeling of fullness, my back arching against him. He lifts me again, and as he pulls me down his hips push up, thrusting into me. “Put your hands on my chest, Cass; ride me. Ride me now.”My hands go to his chest, and I lift myself off him, pushing down. His hands guide my movements until I get into a rhythm. His hands squeeze my ass, and he pulls.