“No, I don’t know! Would that even be something I’d be able to… feel the next day?” “I don’t know! I’ve never done this before… Jes...us,” he yelled standing up and pacing. I cleared my throat and stood up too, walking over to him. He stopped and stared at me as I clasped both hands on either side of his face to keep him still, studying it carefully. “I’ve never even seen you in my life!” I cried walking away, feeling myself heat up with the stress. “I could have fucking AIDS right now. I. Girls like her aren't there to fall in love with, they are there to sleep with. Warren needs a slap!"They left the table, still laughing over Christine's joke. They didn't look back at Sophia.If they had, they would have seen her crying. She had heard every word.Sophia talked with Warren that night, but didn't say a word about what she had overheard. She thought about it--knowing Warren would be furious, but Mo was his friend. Sophia didn't want to come between that. Warren had acted like a. God, she thought inwardly, God, I hope I haven't gone too far... She had intended to get even with her husband, that's all -- she certainly hadn't planned on this.She felt his hands move away to be replaced suddenly by his lips, kissing her smooth oval buttocks and biting them with sharp little nips. She felt him draw them apart with his thumbs and lick the hot, slightly sweating crevice between them and she moaned in humiliation as he pulled and stretched at her asshole, straining at the tight. Mark, who was a Senior who'd just turned eighteen a few weeks prior, was now sleeping in his bedroom, while Christina had woken up at 6:00am, along with her parents, to drive them to the airport and return with her parent's Range Rover.Now, for what seemed like the fortieth time, Christina's mother was laying down the house rules, when she should have been getting ready for the second honeymoon she and her husband had been planning on for months.Christina had finished her college exams for the.