Ana's story

Both Ana and John drove to John's house in West Newberry, Massachusetts.
"I can't wait to get to your house!" Ana exclaimed. John smiled at her. "I
can't wait either. Do you want us to sleep in the same room?" he asked.

"Yeah" I answered. John smiled even wider. "I can't believe they told us
we can't help them search for Sara!" I said. "Well baby, they want us to
get some rest" he told me.

"Yeah, you're right. I can't wait to go to sleep." I told him. "I can't
wait either! I mean, you know remember.. .. a couple weeks ago, we had
sex" John said.

"Yeah, then you ditched me" I told him. John frowned. "I'm really sorry
about that" he apologized. "Don't worry John. I had a great time anyway.
Even though I was drunk"

John chuckled. "Yeah" Then the car stopped. "Here we are" John said. They
both got out. He opened the trunk. I tried to grab a bag, but somebody
stopped me.

"Whoa, let me do it" John said. I smiled. "Thanks John" Then I pulled him
into a kiss. "Here's the keys. Make yourself covetable on the bed" John
said. He winked. I laughed. "I'll meet you up there"

1 hour later

John and Ana laid there on the bed. They're breathing hard. The two of
them had just finished making love. John pulled Ana closer for a kiss.
"You're the best" he whispered. " I love you" "I love you too" I
whispered.

Rory's story

Rory is sitting in Dave's hotel room. "I feel bad for Randy" I said.
"Yeah. He'll hang tough" Dave replied. "I wonder what John and Ana are
doing right now"

"Probably having sex" Dave answered. "Yeah, probably" Rory said. She
looked at Dave from head to tow. She wanted him so bad.

I walked over to Dave. I leaned over and kiss him. Both of us kissed. Then
Dave lift Rory up. He let out a soft growl. "Do you really want to do
this?" I asked him. "More than anything in the world" I answer.

45 minutes later

Both Rory and Dave laid there on the bed. They're breathing hard. "Wow"
Dave said. "Yeah, I know" I replied. Then a knock interrupted. Both Dave
and Rory dressed.

They answered the door and found somebody there. The clothes are ripped,
the make up are ruined. There stood Sara on the front of the door crying