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and I just kept coming, drowning in pleasure, until both of them did the same.
    After, the three of us lay panting on Jenny's soft white rug, in various states of undress.
    Chad and I were staring into each other's eyes, our relationship strangely strengthened by what we'd just done together. But I felt a connection to Jenny, too. "So, now what?" I asked, shyly. "What does this mean?"
    "I think it means you like girls," Jenny said. "Or at least, you like me."
    "Is that…is that going to be a problem?" I asked, glancing at Chad.
    "Not for me," he said, and I kind of fell in love with him all over again.
    "We're going to do this again," Jenny said. "A lot more. So why don't you call me."
    I blushed. "Um, I don't have your number."
    Jenny rolled over, took a marker from her purse, and wrote her phone number on a dollar bill that she slipped teasingly into my panties. "Now you do."

 
     
     
     
     
     
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    DISCLAIMER: My characters engage in some risky behavior and make some questionable decisions; it should go without saying that this behavior is not to be encouraged in real life. But that's the beauty of fiction; they can do this, and we can enjoy thinking about them doing it, without anyone getting hurt. 
    Also, please keep an eye out for the next story. Meanwhile, please enjoy this excerpt from Stranger Danger: Moving Violations .

 
     
     
     
     
     
    EXCERPT
     
    STRANGER DANGER
    Moving Violations
     
    Laurel Adams
    ~~~
    What was I doing? 
    What was happening to me?
    Those were the questions I asked myself in the tiny bathroom of a moving bus after having sucked off a perfect stranger. I could still taste him. And I was so confused that I started to cry. I'd always liked risky sex, but I'd never done anything like this before. 
    My boyfriend's semen was soaking my panties, a stranger's semen was coating my tongue and I felt sluttier than I ever had in my life. Dazed, I'd stumbled here, up the aisle of a darkened cross-country bus, where a few passengers snoozed in their seats. I'd done it because the stranger had told me to go into the bathroom and take off all my clothes except for my coat, but now I was sniffling and crying in shame. 
    My will had been weak. I just had to get myself together and get my things and go to the front of the bus where the stranger couldn't bother me. Then I'd never see him again, and I'd forget this ever happened.
    But then I looked at myself in the mirror and got the shock of my life. I wasn't normally vain. In fact, I was usually insecure about my looks. But at that moment, my eyes were wide and radiant. My face had a passionate lustful glow. I couldn't explain it. But I was momentarily enraptured by my own image. In this heated state, I was transformed. The stranger had become my partner in risky business and somehow he had transformed me. And though all of this was wrong, I wanted to know what he'd do next. 
    He was a bastard, and I wanted him. 
    Maybe I wanted him because he was a bastard. The stranger dared. He dared, and he wouldn't stop, and wouldn't let me stop. I needed him for that. So I stepped out of my clothes, folding them neatly. My thighs trembled. My fingers trembled. I actually had to stop and lean back against the door and touch myself some more just to take the edge off of my madness. I took off everything but my soaked panties and my shoes. Somehow, they made me feel a little more steady. Then I put my coat back on over my bare flesh. I cautiously peeked out the door of the bathroom before exiting it to walk back to our seat. But before I could take another step I was grabbed from