He had been sitting for only a few minutes when he heard a light knock on his door."Who is it?" He asked."It's me". Called back Sara through the door,... "Can I come in?" Just a minute." He called back, hopping out of bed and quickly throwing on some shorts from his drawer. He walked over and opened the door, Sara standing there looking upset. She followed him into his room, shutting the door behind them as she entered. Mark walked back over to his dresser before turning around to see her still. He’d look and see the pictures that the shrine was dedicated to. He didn’t know or see where Fawnie was but he would wait there until her return. Fawnie Dimple had finished up her shift at the pizzeria. She still couldn’t believe she was actually managing the place. Mary, the owner, had been so kind to promote her after only two months on the job. Instead of going back to the sorority house, Fawnie wanted to spend some time at her home in Hematite, the swampy backwoods on the outskirts of. We ended up walking through the trails the campground had cleared. We sat at a picnic table and had a pleasant conversation about our hobbies, goals, and generally getting to know each other. You leaned towards me and before I knew what was happening your hand was on the back of my head and you were kissing me. You’re actually a really good kisser. You picked me up and sat me on the table, opened my legs and pushed my bikini bottoms aside and slid a finger inside me. We were kissing deeply as. Believe me, there was much more than that. The latest mess, however, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Their moronic daughter and two guy pals climbed over my fence and decided an attempted threesome in my yard was the best way to spend an afternoon – I hollered at them before any parts were exposed. A ten-minute shouting session directed at her parents left me hopeful that I would never hear from them again. My words must’ve struck a chord because later that night Steffi – the.