I didn’t give a shit then what anyone thought of me. Since we left here, I’ve had sex with only two boys and they are good friends with benefits, ...who also happen to be nerds. I teach them everything about girls, they help me learn what I don’t quite get from how my teachers tried to explain things to me at school. They are so amazing that my parents let them sleep over regularly, in my bed with me, or I sleep at their houses. I haven’t been that great at providing them benefits, though. Between. I love you too. I want you back here in one piece and not hurt. Have a little patience. We're going to get all of our people back, and then we are going to extract a price for what they have done to us. You can believe that. They cannot be allowed to attack our people and confiscate our property. It will be a stiff price that we extract," Zandra assured Randell before she hung up the phone."Will he listen?" Miranda asked when she was done."He said that he would," Zandra answered."Are you going. Our next stop was a little piano bar, I had never heard of. Tucked in the corner of one of the big hotels downtown, it was quaint and uncrowded. We sipped martinis as the piano man played only songs that I loved. James asked me to dance on the small floor and he held me close as we twirled. Up against him, I could detect just the faintest whiff of his aftershave and it felt good to be held by such a strong man. Later we went to the roof where he held my hand as we watched the lights of the city. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment and then he smiled and kissed her tenderly on the lips, his tongue flicked over them and Dorothy felt a surge of passion flooding through her. She thought briefly of John, her Canadian boyfriend who was stationed at an RAF base in the south, and then his arms were around her. He reached her buttocks and began working them firmly. Her moist, vaginal lips were rubbing together as he massaged her cheeks firmly, and she gasped under her breath and bit.