It was hard to lie about this. She did care. She was eaten up by hot jealousy. She hated Rhonda, and she despised Randi for using Rhonda on her. And a... horrible gnawing pain came and went in her stomach at the thought of them fucking together.Laura looked down at her desk, at her hands. "I care," she croaked softly.Randi came around the desk. She put one hand on Laura's shoulder. "I love you, Laura."Laura was out of her chair in a second. They grabbed each other and kissed ravenously, almost. You go for it." She said to me and smiled."Ladies first" I smiled and handed it to her."You drink it. You could use it more than me." What's that supposed to mean?" You look tense. Loosen up a little, you might enjoy things more." Oh really?"That's how our conversation started. She thought I looked pretty tense, and she was right. After talking to her about my girlfriend, she knew why. Then we just talked about random things while sharing the last beer. After it was done, we decided we needed. Perfect I thought.He asked why I gave him my key, and I promptly answered that I wanted himto come in my room and let me suck his cock and then have him fuck mybrains out. He responded with a deer in headlights look. He nervouslyspoke that he wasn't sure and that he had never been with or imagined tobe with a transvestite. He said he might just like a blow job, because hiswife didn't like doing that. I was slowing rubbing my nails up and downhis arm and said, "That won't be a problem with me."I. ’ ‘They’re good kids. It wasn’t that hard,’ she said, modestly. His eyelids drooped. He wasn’t going to be chatty. ‘I’ll stop at the store some other time.’ A few miles down the road, Faith studied him after he fell asleep. Despite his scruffiness, Bill was a handsome man. Forty-something, his face had the tanned, rugged look of an outdoorsman and, as much as she could tell through the layers of clothing, the physique to match. The backs of his hands were crisscrossed with bulging veins,.