Now let’s get back to work. She and I went back to our cabins and started working. In the evening, the party started we were having soft drinks and ...some were having alcohol as well.Slowly, the disco was also started and everybody started dancing and moving their hips. I saw all those alcoholic seniors were circling around her and dancing and the other colleagues and girls were also dancing. I just sat on a sofa couch and drinking soft drink and a chicken lollipop in my hand.Check out. ‘I know that you have money. I need to borrow some, man. I don’t want to involve my mother in this.’ Mike nodded. ‘Sure, whatever you need.’ The rest of the trip passed with Mike wondering what he could do to help his friends. Mike looked up as they pulled into the driveway of Kay’s house. *** Kay Valentino looked up when she heard the car pull in and the footsteps approach the door. She jumped up. She was going to give Joy a piece of her mind! Kay didn’t blame the girl for staying out late and. She was being consumed with lust, slowly, slowly. She wanted her husband, wanted his body, wanted his... yes, wanted his cock inside her... I want to fuck him, she thought suddenly. I want him to fuck me... fuck me... fuck me! I'm a whore, aren't I, nothing but a whore, and that's what whores want, isn't it? To be fucked... fucked... fucked... !Her hand began to make tiny circular motions on his stomach, rubbing gently, teasingly, dipping lower until it was just about to the waistband of his. I turned the chair around and said “Me.” I threw my fist and it hit him square in the nose. He fell out of his chair, moaning.“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I grabbed him by his hair and lifted his head up so it was level with mine and said,“Why did you do it?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”I kneed him in the stomach and his urge was to bend over and cover where the pain was originating from but I pulled on his hair even harder.I asked him again, “Why did you do it?”“I said I don’t fucking know.