There is a part of me that wishes you had not acted so hastily at the very end; that perhaps you might have given me another chance to tell you what w...as really on my mind. But my actions at the time, and leading up to it as well, negated any right I may have had to expect a second chance. In retrospect, I don't blame you for your decision. You acted as you did, based on the information that my own horribly immature actions had communicated to you.Am I a better person now? I believe that I am.. "Oh, I'm sorry." Sam looked over at Rivers, then down at his body. "Ikind of got used to walking around like this on Ramirez's yacht." It... it's fine. I'm not complaining!" Rivers smiled, his eyes roamingSam's curvaceous body. His body was stunning and his revealinglingerie left little to the imagination.Sam turned, displaying his perfect peach-shaped backside, the string ofthe lilac thong running up between his tight, smooth buttocks. Riversmurmured to himself as he took in the vision. She had flawless skin from her forehead down to her toes. Perfect 34 C cup breasts, had all the guys gawking and drooling at her. She had a perfect tone stomach, with her navel pierced. It wasn’t just her breasts all the guys gawked at it was her not to small, not to big tone ass that got attention too. She was like every guys dream to get into bed.Of course being so gorgeous and popular, Erica had a secret. She was addicted to sex. But it wasn’t just sex she was addicted to; no Erica was the. She swallowed hard, her stomach a thousand butterflies, for there was a strange, perverted attraction in knowing that she was putting on a lewd sex show for her mother, and the wicked perverts grouped breathlessly around the sides of her own bed. She undulated her slender hips around sexily and teased at her throbbing cuntal slit, drawn by the helplessness of her plight... and slowly, effervescently, the marijuana began its insidious effects upon her tormented mind again... "Ohhhh," she moaned,.