“God, no” Priya moaned in protest, praying to a god who didn’t seem to hear her anguished plea. She tried to scissor her legs together. He quick...ly shifted his hands to the back of her thighs, and slowly felt her soft legs over her skirt. There was nothing she could do to save her from his rage. He pushed her skirt up, revealing the plump white flesh of her ass to his greedy eyes. Priya moaned again, and bucked and twisted, trying to escape his touch, not realizing her movements thrust her. My heart was racing and my mind was imagining the worst."Since when do you drink hard liquor? Or is the white wine for you?" He chuckled as he playfully elbowed me.I forced a laugh and said "I'm trying something new." I didn't want to admit that neither drink was mine and that the people I made them for had disappeared. I excused myself from the conversation and headed upstairs.I heard voices as I reached the top of the stairs. A man and woman were giggling at the end of the hall. I slowly. . don't be too upset ok? But I'm going to be at least two hours late before I can get there, does that fuck things up for you too much?"David looked over at the expensive Pork Chops he'd just finished barbequing, the baked potatoes only then having come out of the oven. Megan was supposed to have been there half an hour ago, he should have expected it and waited. But he hadn't. He'd wanted to surprise her with dinner all ready and waiting for her. As it turned out, he should have waited, and. For the first time it seemed that I was on the road with nothing to do but ride and look at the passing scenery. It was wonderful. It only took me four days to find the peace in the trip.It was about lunch time when Georgia turned into Alabama. I found myself outside a small town, concrete block motel from the forties or fifties. It was still a couple of hours before dark, but I checked in anyway.I had promised myself a good dinner and a drink before I enjoyed a good night sleep in a soft bed..