She took their bags and went up to their room to throw them on their beds as they slept as a not too gentle reminder to clean up after themselves.Sh...e swung their door open when she got up stairs and was about to throw the bags at the beds when she noticed they weren’t there. The beds were perfectly made admidst the chaos of a standard teen boy’s room. But there was cool night air blowing in from the window“ those sneaky rats”, she whisperedThey were probably sneaking out to wild around. ... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ............... AHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" Both her mom and Mike had told her that her orgasms would get better as she learned more about what she liked, but she had never expected anything like this. Emma had thought the pleasure leading up to them would stay about the same and only her orgasms would get better. She had never realized they meant EVERYTHING would get better. Her cries became louder and more passionate as the sensations from her pussy combined with this unexpected. Forget the hundred." Now you want me to forget the fucking hundred? I'm fucking pissed off at myself for agreeing to this and I'm fucking pissed off with you for getting me into it in the first place. Now, leave me alone." He started to stand. "I said leave me the fuck alone!"Stuart began to walk away. He turned. "Ren -- you gonna be all right?" I'll get over it -- eventually. I don't know if she will."Ren sat alone in the dining hall, his forehead supported by his palm. "Ren -- how are you. "You don't like it?" I could get lost in here." We could always invite Taylor and Andi over." Don't forget Dorian." And Dorian," he agreed."You'd like that wouldn't you?" I'll wash yours if you'll wash mine," he offered.Janie's hand-me-down pickup truck from her brother, started on the second try. The F-150 was eleven years old, and they had been hard years. The paint was faded from the West Texas sun and the odometer showed 140 thousand miles. Scott had suspicions about that number. Ed had.