’ Reverse Cowgirl * * * Nancy and I were sleeping soundly at 7:00 AM after our night at the Horseshoe when suddenly Angie was beating on our door, �...��Hey, hey, hey. Get your sweet pussies up—we got work to do!’ Nancy rolled over and put her head under the covers, ‘Go away Angie—it’s Saturday! I’m sleeping!’ I muttered, ‘Angie, Coach said, ‘No practice till Monday.’ Now go away!’ Angie was laughing, ‘Get your sweet asses up! Jamie and Michelle are already over at the gym! It’s time for a little 3. Because of that very special day, I wore more makeup than usual, something my father commented on as well. He didn’t like it, saying it made me look too easy, which in fact it did, but that was the general idea, wasn’t it? On that day, the last thing I wanted to do was play hard to get. All Vic had to do was make a move on me and I was his. I needed sex THAT badly. - Jo.* * *Vic was just hanging out in his underwear when he heard a knock on the closed bedroom door. He thought it was his. ’ As Raff finished shouting an arrow suddenly struck the fender next to him. He stepped away from the car pulling Dixie with him. Raff turned his pistol and fired into the woods. Before he took more than three steps another arrow stuck in the ground, quivering between his feet. Casey’s voice came from an unknown direction. ‘You might want to rethink your position Raff. I told you, if anything happens to her well… you won’t like the consequences. Let her go Raff. I’ll fix your car and give you. Detroit Metropolitan Airport was crowded as Suzanne and her parents pushed their way through the mass of people to the arrival gate. Suzanne's hands were trembling, and she bit her lip as she moved, her body bumped by the throng of travelers disembarking. Her eyes were glued at the oncoming sea of faces, eagerly searching for the broad, handsome features and shock of brown hair that she had been dreaming of for so long."There he is!"Mrs. Delacorte's voice cut through the babble like a knife,.