I knew I was going to die, or at least have to subsist on those freaky worms for the rest of my life, but I felt really calm. None of that mattered. I... was going to be fine! I started feeling faint, and figured there would be no harm in lying down, the worms probably weren't going to eat me or anything, and I felt so drowsy. No sooner had I sunk to the floor than the worms started to swarm, slithering all over me. It felt... nice. Really nice. Like some kind of wonderful, wet massage, every inch. (again, none of ur concern) After we finished she asked me if I wanted a drink. "Sure, I'll take a coke if u have 1." She had other ideas. I watched as she took the mixers out of the fridge and fixed a very tall Long Island Iced Tea. I thought it was a bit early 4 that, but then again, I wasn't exactly thinking with the head on my shoulders. I took the offered drink & sat back, my hard-on plain through my shorts. As we sat and sipped, (well, I sipped, she pretty much gulped down her 1st &. I did a little checking and was told by quite a few people that her husband was a total asshole and treated her like shit. The next week when I went to cash my check, I put a note attached to my check and it simply said, "I think you're pretty hot, if you want to meet me I'll be at the crossroads at 6:15, meet me there."Anyone who was from the town I was knew that this road was a party and parking road.Miriam read the note and looked around nervously and smiled. When I got the envelope back. A fiery passion in his eye. "Riven what are doing? It's..." I looked at the clock across the room on his desk. "Its 1am. What the hell?!" I sat up. Immediately Riven's eyes moved to my chest. And he had a perfect view since I always slept in my bra and shorts. He bit his lip. And I felt this wave of... what was it? Heat? Anticipation? Longing? Whatever it was it pulsed through my whole body, and I had the strongest urge to feel those full luscious lips against mine. And he knew it. "You're.