He apologized for his rudeness and asked her what hername was since he hadn't asked. The woman smiled at him and told himthat there was not need to ap...ologize. Most people who stopped by didn'tbother to trade names and she could tell that, until he had seen thatlittle baggie, that he was just a few moments from moving on as well.She held out her hand to him and said that her name was Tonya. It was ahand that was in some ways like her face. There was the trace of thegirl she had been mingled in. “We should call the police,” he said. Carole didn’t say anything, but shook her head, ‘no.’ The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time. “Where should I take you?” he asked in the car.“Take me to your place,” Carole finally spoke.“What? You sure?” She nodded. “Ah, I’m not sure that is a good idea,” the Jogger said.“Please,” she begged.“Okay,” he finally acquiesced. The Jogger took her to his apartment and let her in. He showed her where the bathroom was and told. As I settled in for the night, I thought to myself, I really don’t care if Chad is my brother. I so desperately want that cock in me. I want to show Chad the feeling he will enjoy with a female, hell who am I kidding? I want him to fuck me with that big cock.I lay there that night conniving a plan to get that cock. At breakfast I plan to start the seduction, and soon I put my plan into motion; what an immoral slut I had become.I didn’t sleep well, my mind was totally consumed with the planned. "One of our targets turned out to be a flaming gay man who threw an epic hissy fit when we told him he really should bring at least one female to get pregnant. His theatrics when told he would have to have straight sex at least once a year were utterly eclipsed by the tears and histrionics of his friends when they find out one had to be left behind. God, I hated listening to that. I came within a hair's breadth of stunning the lot of them and leaving them behind just for the sake of my sanity!.