What was she up to? She led him down a path until they turned a corner and the garden opened up into a small grassy area surrounded by rose bushes. Th...re was a woman standing in the middle with her back to them.Stephanie looked at him and smiled. She put her arm through his and nodded toward the woman. I guess we're going to see her, he decided. They strolled as if down the wedding aisle. As they drew closer, Darren began to recognize the woman. Cassie? What was Cassie doing here? What is going. ’ Julian couldn’t believe his ears. ‘She’s what?’ ‘I’d better tell you from the beginning.’ ‘Yes, I think you’d better.’ James took a deep drink from a glass he had on the table, not seeming to care that it was only morning yet. He swallowed, and motioned Julian to a chair. He took one himself. ‘The night you left her here, she didn’t talk much. I just thought perhaps she was shy, and uncertain, so I gave her a room, fresh clothes, and dinner that night. She told me a very little about her. At the same time, she was a girlfriend to each and every one of us, and none of us. She was skinny, plain, and timid, a dirty-blonde-haired girl with sad, tired-looking eyes. But she was a girl, and she was easy. It started out with touching and petting and went from there. Soon we'd all lost our virginities to her on a sweaty summer afternoon behind some old hay bales on a farm near town. It quickly became routine after that.She used to let us take her, one after another, me and my friends. She rose back to her upright position, displaying her domed breasts, the soft flat of her belly shadowed with subtle muscle that darkened with each circular pass of her hips. She took a dab of cocaine from the pile we’d been using, and snorted violently. Her eyes rolled up, and she leaned back with her hands above my knees, and grinded that fat ass hard against me. “Fuck!” I gasped, feeling a simmer in my loins. Brianna gasped in turn, her voice edging with tension, her near-white wavy hair.
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