"Naomi. I was genuinely thrown, you look breath taking, I guess I'm justfinding it hard to believe this is what the woman inside you looked like.You d...o look like a showgirl or a prostitute even, but given a moment toget my head around that fact, you do it spectacularly well! And it kindof makes sense given how you treated women doesn't it." Naomi noddedquietly to show she had considered this fact herself, and it made a lotof sense. A deep bond of understanding was felt between them, it was. Several strokes later, Cindy felt a mind-boggling pleasure overtake her pain, and she almost swooned as the big dog fucked her.She had completely forgotten that Frisky's and Prince's cocks were shorter, much shorter, than King's. She had also forgotten that she had a cherry in her pussy. Now she was fully aware of both."Ohhhhh, King," she groaned as his cock raped her cherry. "I'm not a virgin anymore! Ohhhh, fuck meeeee! Give it to me! Ewwwww, how you fuck a girl!"It didn't take many strokes. Nothing had been going on, and I had decided to leave several times, but just as I started the pickup, another truck would pull in, and I would think, “This is it.” Each time I had been wrong. I decided that I would get out, smoke a cigarette, and, if nothing happened by the time I finished, I would hit the road.The rest area made a big circle; the ramp back to the interstate almost kissed the ramp off of it. I had parked near the on ramp, so I could see what was coming and going. I had only. It was low-key. The recipes were great. I was going to bring all the kids from the bakery in on Tuesday for her to entertain for breakfast. Cassie had agreed to a school field trip.Elaine chose to ignore direct reference to the Trade Center attack. Her monologue was about pimples. If you sat and thought about it long enough, you’d see that it wasn’t as irrelevant as it sounded.What surprised me was that Lee asked me to come back and do the opening monologue on XX/XY. I spent most of the weekend.