”“I think men are dickheads expecting sex just because they pay for dinner and a movie.”“It’s not that we expect it, Vanessa. But if we get ...along, and like each other, that would be the next logical step. In your case, did you actually like or feel attracted to these guys?”“Sure, I did. Apart from Marcus, I really liked Mike and Greg, but both of them dumped me after four or five dates.”I leaned back in the chair putting my hands behind my head and studied my friend. Maybe I was wrong in. "I come to show you salvation." Salvation?" He gasped, looking wildly around. "Are you mad?" No Minister, I am saved, and I come to ask you to accept salvation also." You offer me salvation? From what? My sins?" derisive laughter followed, while his eyes continued to seek escape." No, let your sins be your own concern, for they are weaknesses of the flesh and the mind and all beings have them." Then what, you're going to save me from the doom that cannot be avoided? Are you going to save me. You're the crazy slut that won't let anyone touch her pussy after she cums."Stacy was staring at Betty's pussy. It was beet red and seemed to almost droop. Her pussy lips were so inflamed and distended that they seemed to be four sizes too big. The fat outer lips hung in thick folds. A steady dribble of pussy-drool was leaking out and running down her cleft to her equally slack rectum. Stacy was one part repulsed and nine parts fascinated and aroused.Without explanation, Helen grabbed one of. I was used to watching 20-30 people in my small section of the pool at scout camp. We would usually have six lifeguards at the edge of the pool, another in the chair and my brother or his assistant wandering around when we ran swims. Here we only had two lifeguards on duty, one by the side of the pool and a second in the chair. Then again, we never had more than 10-15 people in the pool at any one time that morning. If every shift was similar to this one, I had found the perfect part-time job..