We had our talks and message back and forth. Here I am this virgin 18 sitting with his blackberry dressed in a blue skirt and pantyhose talking to a m...an. Not like any way I should be. We talked for a couple days and decided it was time for us to meet.Two days later I drive to his house told my dad I was going out with some friends, I got to his house sat in my truck scared shacking nervously. I got the courage to walk to the front door not knowing David was watching me the whole time. David was. Fisher.’ Or, from a friend, a soon to be ex-friend, ‘Terry, you just have to keep hoping. Maybe she was at a nearby village. You can imagine the horrendous confusion.’ I knew she was gone. I saw the incredible number of photos of the devastation. I saw the video’s that ran over and over on the television. It was like the worst war scene, nothing left standing. It was disaster beyond imagination. If I had written about this as a book, I would have been laughed at as being too fanciful. I saw. “But where would we ever find someone compatible with our mostly naked, free-loving community?”“Someone who’s beautiful and fun and loving...” Jas said.“And willing,” I concluded. “Willing to be loved and to love. Willing to contribute. Willing to cook on occasion.”“Willing to be fucked by four horny girls and our boyfriend on a regular basis.”“Willing to sit on my face while Jett pounds me.”“Willing to paint pictures of us.”“Where will we ever find a roommate that meets all those requirements?. Tomorrow, I want you to wake me up."I move off Chad and he turns so that we are face to face. He hold me in his arms and we kiss, sharing our juices. We lay there basking in the afterglow, caressing each other. It is now time to get up and start our day."Chad, go take a shower and put on a pair of your short, gray athletic shorts. Do not wear anything else. I want you looking irresistible to Nicole."Giving Chad a peck on his cheek and slapping his ass as he heads to the shower. I throw on my.