“Would you like to fuck me again?” Sarah whispers loud enough for me to hear,“If you can bring a friend, then we will party”. Paul kisses her ...and walks out of sight.Party over I guess as everyone starts getting dressed, I scoot quietly back to the room.A full five minutes later a hear someone on the stairs “Rick you awake sweetie?” the voice soft probing not sure maybe even a slight tremorI give my standard snort and snore and roll away from the door.I squint my eyes to watch her in the. It was halfway down a long hallway. As I entered I heard grunting and a girl’s voice screaming, “Fuck me harder you bastard!”The voice sounded familiar and as I rounded the corner I saw Carol on her hands and knees with Tommy Tucker pounding her from behind and Carl Martin had his dick in her mouth, sawing away. Carol and I were supposed to be going steady and being exclusive. I had only screwed her one time in the last four dates because she said she was on her period and always had cramps. Sure enough, Hurricane Calvin had the entire west coast of Florida on warning. Melissa poured herself a glass of wine in an effort to relax and contain her sense of panic. She had never lived through a hurricane before. Now what? She didn’t know what to do other than hunker down, so she grabbed a bunch of blankets and her wine, curling up on the couch to watch the storm coverage and pray. Melissa’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking on the door. Bewildered, she looked through the. It was true, though. Casey had definitely inherited the curvy figure that seems to run in the women in my mother’s family, and except for her ash-blonde hair, and fairer skin, she looked like a smaller and younger version of Stef. I think that was part of what made threesome sex with the two of them so exciting, the fact that they looked so much alike. Later that night, as we sat around the kitchen table, my dad said, “Well, you guys managed to stay on your own here without wrecking the place.