“What she is now–that’s a question. But I do know I got a call.” “Ohh yess. She was legitimately one of your charges, if only for a moment. ...You arrived and found her there some hours later. That she was no longer dead–ah, technically dead, is immaterial. You believed her to be dead, and so the transgressions you committed are as serious as if she actually had–” “Bullshit!” spat the rider. “Don’t give me your hair-splitting legal crap, you devil’s advocate! If that’s all you’ve got on me, shut. But not long after I felt the lube, I felt a cock nudging at my ass and I knew that Glen wanted to fuck me there. That he would do it and I'd be pinned in between two hard men unable to move as they both fucked me. When Glen thrust his cock inside me, my ass resisted but he didn't relent and I winched as he pushed his way past the muscles and damn, filled me up just like Carlton had done with my pussy. I felt so damn tight in both places, almost virginal and too full, almost as if a slight. He just said that he understood things he didn't before and, if I wanted to leave Bethel and come to IU next year, he'd still pay for my college and I'd have his blessing. That both Josh and I had his blessing. I don't know what you told him, but thank you. I hope you save room for Josh, Mary, and me in that big bedroom upstairs. I plan to move in next summer." You can't play builder this morning," Rhonda said when I woke to her gentle kisses Monday morning. "We have a meeting on campus." Is. “Hey, Natalie, could you do me a favor?” “Sure, Jackie. Anything.” “Could you wash my back for me?” I turned around. Natalie squirted some cold, lavender-scented liquid soap in her hands and began to run them up and down my back. Her long fingers rubbed my shoulders, loosening up my tight muscles. I shifted a little on my feet, already feeling horny and wet. Good thing she couldn’t tell in the shower. “Thanks. Want me to do yours, now?” She smiled and turned. I soaped up my hands and ran.