One of the men again yells, ‘Yo!’ We hear and watch the truck begin moving to the next set of cans. Without a word, we open the gate, jump out in...to the alley and run towards the truck. The gray-black cinders of the alley crunch under the soles of our leather shoes. There’s an unspoken rule about following the garbage truck which we hold to — we come to a stop about twelve feet from the truck and the men. The older one looks at us and grins but doesn’t say anything to us. Deedee and I stand. I was getting the best view of her big ass possible… moreover​ her saree tuck in between her ass cheeks revealing her ass crack. I was beyond horny and wanted to fuck her the same moment.I went near her and intentionally touched her back with my hands. She felt the touch and stood straight. I decided to fuck her then and there. She asked her if I needed something…I didn’t reply. She asked me again. I told her she is looking hot today. She smiled as if knowing what I meant.I thought now or. I'm in a city where none remembers me, why not?It was a surprise to see hookups flourish in our dump. I set up a search filter, so I get results only in the closest distance to my house. When I've got a notification that Laura viewed my profile, I felt how my heart started beating faster. But in pants. No way! That can't be she! I opened her profile and couldn't believe what I saw for at least a minute. I didn't remember her that way. She was always dressed in strict costumes and had ponytail. ..Right! Like I wasn't still young and pretty much clueless around women, but from the moment Becky got out of her parent's SUV and put her arms around me it seemed like I was engulfed by her love. Actually it started last night at church when I first saw her and felt her again. I tried to resist those feelings. Why? Because I'm supposed to still be in mourning and I promised Abigail there would never be another as I stood on top of that knoll when I said goodbye.But this afternoon when Becky.