My eyes edged open and I turned over onto my side. That was a mistake. Some sort of noxious effluent rolled and slopped in my stomach and a sickening ...nausea shot up into my mouth and nose. Waves of queasiness flowed through me. Next to me, snoring, was a giant potbellied rat. It’s face didn’t look familiar. I tried pulling myself up but hit my head on the bottom of unseen bench. Rubbing my sore head, I looked around. I seemed to be under a table in the darkened common-room of some sort of. We needed each other now. I don't recall whichone of us mentioned sex but... we did it.I lay back on the chair remembering that first night. Slowlyundressing... then looking at each other. Feeling our breasts harden,and the feeling wetness... finally reaching, exploring each other...finding how easy it was to pleasure each other. Then slowly... as webegan touching each other's sex... Paula fingered me slowly... thenmore rapidly... my breathing became hot and rapid... wave on wave ofsomething I. They didn't count on or know how determined I was, and am, to never see them again ... even if I must live on the streets and eat out of dumpsters."Even to this day those people are causing trouble as they now are trying to have me declared dead, and my trustee incompetent. They want two things from me and will never stop until they get them. Firstly, they want my trust fund. Secondly, they want me to marry that pig Edgerton so that the family will attain a higher standing. In their minds it is. "Oh, yeah, I'm fucking your cock with my hot cunt," I gasped, "I want to cum with your finger up my fucking ass!" I really meant it, too. I wanted it. Badly. I rubbed my clit harder, edging myself, holding it at the precipice, and then his finger slipped into my ass, his cock all the way up my cunt, and I exploded again, screaming out, "Fuck me, fuck my cunt, fuck my ass!" and whatever else, I don't know. It wasn't intentional anymore. It came naturally to me now, it just came out. Another.