”“I need to know what happened. I miss my friend; you’re more like a stranger then someone I’ve known for my whole life.”“Listen, I am the...same person you know. I’m just learning how to be an adult and doing so requires that I take steps to secure my future. Amanda, I just decided to stop drifting. You never had that problem. You got good grades and had friends so Mom always cut you slack. They wrote me off. And in retaliation, I tried to maintain my status as an outsider. Now, I am trying to. Well, that and they felt hundreds of times better.A small smile came to his lips as he thought about it. He had to admit, he did enjoy making them feel as good as he could.His attention was drawn back to Artemis as she again started that eerie wail. This time her sex clamped down hard, very hard! He could almost swear that she was trying to rip his organ off.Just as suddenly, she relaxed allowing him to again start his thrusting motion. A few minutes later he started to feel a familiar tingling. We entered the kitchen and Alejandro's mother was standing over thestove, stirring the pot. She looked at me sternly and I walked in."Buenos Dias, Senora." I said to her in my best Spanish, giving her aslight bow. I thought I could detect a slight upturn of the corners ofher lips at my pathetic attempt at her language. "Buenos Dias, Senorita"she nodded in reply. I still clung slightly to the fright I hadexperienced the first time I encountered this woman a few days earlierwith her wrinkled. Amy was playing with her, taunting her, using her. It felt so good. "You're soaking..." Amy remarked pretending to be ashamed; definitely mocking.It was true, Clara's underwear was soaked through already.Amy sc****d her tongue up Clara's cheek. "How naughty?" she asked for the final time."Really naughty!" Clara shrieked out as Amy's fingers started to spread apart inside her, pushing at her vagina walls.Amy grinned. Her fingers slid out of Clara and she sat up, still straddling her waist.