Once inside my room we were straight back in each other’s arms kissing passionately and exploring the parts of each other’s bodies we could reach.... I start to pulled her shirt from her jeans, I need to feel her warm skin. Running my hands up her back her skin felt both soft and warm. We parted enough for me to pull her shirt over her head (I was in no mood to deal with the buttons), her skin was pale and beautifully smooth to the touch, her bra was all that now stood between me and her. "This guy sort of did most of the work," Aaron responded. "But, I was there, and it doesn't change what I did." So why don't you change what you did?" I asked. It seemed like a fair question."What do you mean?" Aaron asked cautiously."I mean, tell the truth. Go to the cops or something and tell them what really happened." Right, and get arrested?" Aaron asked incredulously. "Do you have any idea how much that would fuck things up for me? My parents were totally pissed I was with Luke. They. We ended up going back to their place and Donna and I fucked again and so did Laura and Jeff.”“The next morning was a bit awkward to start with. I piped up and said, ‘Look we have nothing to be ashamed about. I enjoyed fucking with Donna, I’m sure just as much as you and Jeff enjoyed fucking each other. So let’s not start fucking around on the other, but agree to our swapping husbands and wives openly. We need to be respectful of the other person, and make arrangements ahead of time.”“That was. From her current position not even the city could be seen, making her headlights the brightest light source in miles. A flick of a switch later she was shrouded in darkness, the slight windchill on her face teasing her mind with a sense of fear she had never quite managed to overcome. Instead, she had learned to embrace it, to enjoy the rush it brought to her body and mind in the relative safety of solitude.Helen leaned against her saddle, staring out into the darkness and waiting for boredom.