Belinda has had only 1 boyfriend, but she tells me they have sex.I had been on my period right up to the time school was closed and we had to stay hom...e. That being the case, I was ready for sex but even if my boyfriend hadn’t been whisked away to some isolated mountain cabin by his family, we still wouldn’t be able to get together. As the days passed by, I got hornier by the minute and the clothing I wore got skimpier. As mid-cycle approached, I couldn’t stand it anymore. “Sean, do you have any. I wasn't sure what was going to happen when he woke up sober and remembered what he did. I wasn't even really sure how I felt. I only knew that it seemed like the right thing last night, and it was wonderful. I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I wasn't going to wait long to see how this played out. It was Kevin. My heart raced a thousand miles an hour. He pushed the door half way open and stood behind it. "Wanna go to breakfast?" he shouted. "Yes," I answered in my Patricia voice. "Who's. By the second day it just seemed like it never really happened, that it was just a dream.Then on the fourth day, the dream came alive. I was driving home on the same road where the cops had fucked me when I was pulled over by the police. I had no idea what I had done and now I was suddenly feeling guilty. I did not recognize him as one of the cops who fucked me, but when he got to my car window he said, "wanna do it again tonight."I'm sure my blood pressure went up and my face was probably beet. So Marie dipped her finger again, and applied another line. Then a few more times, and she worked the line to below my navel. I could see her look of concentration, as she brought the line short of where the head of my dick hovered over my lower abdomen, but then she paused. Marie turned to her friend, and it occurred to me that the rest of us -- Frank, Denise and I -- had become almost mannequins in the two girls' game."It says 'crotch' -- should I put it onto his, uh... ?" she asked, but not.