She looked at the camera and smiled while her voice did the overlay. ‘Lardashe jeans. Definitely not for little girls.’ The instructor was stunned... We aced the course, but more importantly, we were getting requests for product. We built up quite a following locally. I had definite ideas about the business, and so did Gail. Not all were agreed on but a lot were. I had a metal building on my property, forty eight by thirty six. We applied for a zoning waiver as a cottage industry, got it,. I continued dancing and paid no mind to anything else that was going on. We all spent quite a while dancing and I was letting loose. Eventually, the night had to come to an end and it was probably a good thing because by then I was in pretty good shape. I had probably consumed seven or eight beers by that point and was feeling pretty good. As we began making our way out of the bar, two of the soldiers, Rodney and Dominic, offered to walk me to my quarters. I figured that it was probably a good. With her lying down like that, her ass was pressing against my side of the body and I had kept my arms on the armrest on top. With the cab going over some gutters, our bodies kept rubbing against each other and after a while, I felt the side of my t-shirt that was touching her ass was getting a bit wet.I looked down and in the light of the streetlights, I saw her dress had ridden up and her panty clad pussy was rubbing against my side of the t-shirt now. She must’ve got so wet from the guy. “It’s your lucky night,” I said. “How do you mean?” one asked. So I told them what I wanted, they couldn’t believe their luck. We went back to my place. One asked, “What’s the score ten?” "The score is,” I told them, you both get to fuck me.” “We’re up for that," the other one said. “Don’t interrupt me, I haven’t finished. I want you fuck me at the same time. I want a cock in my pussy and another in my arse, spit -roasted, some people call it. Think you can handle it?” They nearly choked on.