"More, actually." And?" I don't know what you want me to say," Lois replied. "It didn't kill me -- but then it wouldn't, anyway, would it?" Honey, I'm...just trying to see..." Marlene whined. "What about the other thing?" Which other thing?" Anal sex."Lois sighed. "Once -- same circumstances. Same incident, actually. I got pinned, sort of." Omigawd!" Becky husked."Come on, Honey -- you're not answering the important questions," Marlene pressed."Have you?" Lois countered. "Either thing? I mean, do. "Don't be ridiculous, Kay. I couldn't possibly do that - my god! How could you think of such a thing?" Peggy said, feigning shock as her imagination generated wicked pictures of her and the boy copulating like dirty animals."Of course you couldn't," she replied as she picked up the check and headed for the door.Outside the restaurant, Kay looked boldly at Peggy and said, "Listen, all this talk has gotten me really steamed up. I'm dripping cunt juice all over myself. Could you do me a big. “We shouldn’t…” She said reaching for her shirt that he had just moments ago thrown to the side. “Yes, we should.” He insisted kissing her neck. Her body responded immediately relaxing back on the sofa, but fear had too strong a hold and she pushed him off again. “Really Kian, we shouldn’t. I don’t want to confuse things.” “I’m not confused. I want to fuck you.” Tact and eloquence were not his strong suit when he was horny. He dove for her neck again. A pang of sadness and regret flooded her. I stood to the side of the door, awaiting to make my move on her. The knife was stabbing were the doorknob was, and I could tell she was aiming for this area to get the door opened easier. With many banging noises near the doorknob, pieces near it started coming off. The knife plunged through the wood, and she would twist it to get the pieces off. The last one fell off, she finally made a hole and stuck her hand inside, turning the doorknob. When she opened the door and stepped inside, I.