Her itch had only briefly been scratched. She smiled happily. They were going to have all weekend. She'd have to drive back on Sunday night, but until... that time she could have all of the sex she needed.After a few minutes of rest Danny kissed her breasts. "I've missed the girls," he said.She reached down and squeezed his balls. "I've missed the boys. How have they been?" She liked how they rolled around in his little sack. Danny's balls seemed bigger than most; she wondered if there was a link. Since their first introduction, she had been hoping he would ask her out . With little hesitation, Catherine accepted Michael’s offer and climbed in beside him. Just as she seated herself and closed the door, the rain intensified. It was falling in a torrent, and the wind was howling through the tree tops. Michael could barely see the road ahead and had to drive very slowly. Running off the road would not be a good way to impress Catherine, and he did indeed want to make a good impression on. I felt like I was bleeding between my legs and groanedas I felt his touch on my arm. I was in pain and I wascold and I didn’t think that I could take any more.Then he was pulling me to my feet.I stood unsteadily, feeling fluid running down my innerthighs, not knowing it was his sperm or my blood, buttoo afraid to look.The he said, ‘That’s rape, real rape. It’s what youwanted.’Nodding yes, I wanted it, I knew that and he knew itand his friends knew it. The pain and. And all she liked to do was smoke weed, which is not as sociable as people like to say it is. Retrospectively I wasted too many nights with her and her flatmates, with us all sitting and watching shit TV, them all stoned out of their minds and me bored out of mine. I loved her all the same, and the break up was hard on me. I moped and I moaned; I ranted to anyone who would listen. But I got through it, and every day I felt a little more like me, a little more whole and a little happier in.