” How could I bear facing them after this? “They’ll think I’m the biggest slut.” “Laura, you are the biggest slut.” I gasped. She contin...ued, unrelentingly , making a pouty face at me. “Poor Laura. Got caught with two trains in the tunnel and didn’t get killed, or punched, thrown out on the street, or abandoned. Isn’t that about right?” Mary alternated between comforting me and chastising me for the next few hours. She’s a good friend. The best. My snot and tears ruined her shirt. After she. "Well, I guess we just wait out our time here and see what else happens..." Brad said as he hugged Brittany.Brittany for her part looked glassy eyed, and began rubbing her hands along Brad's massive pecs. When she visibly started dragging her crotch along his bulging basketball shorts, Ginger and I also turned and left.We escaped to the study where we spent a long time taking turns staring out the window, browsing the books, and making small talk. We got along just fine, but it was obvious that. Once more, my finger found her decadent incision and glided between the folds that comprised it. Callie sighed heavily as my finger ran up and down between the folds, getting more of her inner natural reaction upon it. Just as I did for myself, I brought my hand out and up to her lips and said, “taste.”Callie took my finger into her mouth. I felt her tongue glide around my finger in a circle, as her taste buds lapped up the smooth texture that seeped from her inner recess. Without hesitation,. So for five days I was to take her to places, leave and then once she was done, pick up. It wasn’t all bad; at night we would go out and make the best of a bad situation for both of us. So my days were pretty boring, the only excitement I had was the pickup and drop off. I would hang out in the room and do whatever to pass the time in between. It was on the third day early morning I arrived back at the hotel. As per usual I made a cup of coffee went outside to enjoy it plus a couple of.