It was from the crash investigators that I learned about the bizarre chain of events that led to me not being rescued. It didn't make me feel very luc...ky to know that a one in a million series of events had people still looking for me a hundred miles from where I crashed. The crash team left at nine that night. I was tired but too keyed up to sleep, until my pretty blond nurse brought me a seconal. She sat and talked with me a few minutes; I guess she thought I would appreciate the company of a. " Nicole shot a hard stare. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "You think I can't hear you two in there?" "Fuck, I can't keep a secret in his place. Are we that loud?" "Sometimes. You're more of a talker. Lisa is a moaner." Nicole snuggled up against me so that her mouth was close to my ear and whispered: "Did you jerk off while listening to us?" I shrugged. 'Sometimes." Nicole gave me a little smile. 'Let me watch you." "Watch me what?" "Jerk yourself off. I used to watch Paul. He moaned and groaned as he surrendered to her oral expertise. Jessica who was by this time sitting up on the edge of the desk enjoyed the visual beauty of Kelly's oral ministration to her boss. Through his partially opened eyes he saw her sitting there with her slightly sagging big tits calling out to him. Dexter's long suppressed desire to fuck Jessica came rushing out like water from a broken dam. He laid his hands on Kelly's head and gently pulled his cock from her mouth. Moving into. She had bought him a copy of “Lord of the Flies” and a Hot Wheels Corvette. He wasn't into her either. Looking back, Janet wondered why she even bothered pursuing him. Her buck teeth stuck out of her mouth. Her huge frizzy hair had earned her the name of “Medusa” from a sixth grade classmate. Four years later, her hair was bushier than ever. The first time she was asked out was when she was in college. Her first date, at the age of 21. Janet knew there was something wrong with her. It was a.