Hearing about her rape. And everything leading to me arriving in this bed this afternoon."Oh, Dawn," I whimpered and looked at her with all my old wor...ry coming back to me."Make love to me, Ben," she gasped and tried to kiss me again."What?" Please. Fuck me, Ben. Fuck me and cum inside me," she husked with an urgency I couldn't believe. Already she was lifting her pajama top up her body.I couldn't help but second-guess this. I mean, Dawn was gorgeous and I certainly wanted to, but so much had. " [Author's Note: I should probably change it to the '09 depression!] Ben interrupted, trying to get a move on with things. "What has that go to do with all of us?"She gave him a patient look. "Well, as you may also know, in an effort to preserve the value of their national dollar, the United States instituted a series of very stiff trade tariffs on all imports and exports." The subject matter was dull enough to dry paint, but whether it was the way she said it in her high class accent or they. Had she really been watching us fuck? Had it excited her, enough to make her jack off? I wasn't sure, nor did I know how I'd ever find out.I decided to take a shower, so I crawled past Michelle's bed (she also appeared to be asleep), and descended the loft ladder. Since Leah and Michelle had a private bathroom -- just the luck of State U's strange dorm architecture -- I didn't have to get dressed for a trip down the hall. The State U showers took a minute (or 5) to warm up, so I closed the door. She helped him find some sites along those lines, and he suddenly found himself looking at the first images of all-girl sex that didn't originate in his own mind.His heart raced in his chest and his breathing grew heavy as he saw those pictures. There was something so terribly forbidden yet extremely exciting about them. Allison sat next to him, amused at his reaction. As usual, she kept an arm around his shoulders as they browsed the images together, which only served to heighten his.