I could see that some of the male volunteers had already gotten several women to disrobe and were feeling and prodding their supplicants. The blatant ...exuality of the impending orgy disgusted me a little and I paused until one of the marines whispered. "Are you going to choose?" Yes," I sighed. "But I'm thinking about what I want first." Well, don't think too hard, the good ones will be all gone," the marine said and pushed me towards the growing chaos.I stumbled, but caught myself and looked. O M G I got so horny that I started to soak through my panties as we danced. I was licking his ear while he keeped kissing me just above my tits he guided me to a table they had in a dark corner where he kissed me on the lips he pushed his tongue into my mouth, played with my tongue until I started to moan. He put his hand up between my legs and whispered that I was getting really hot. I said not here he said he had a van in the parking lot, that we would be confortable, very private there. We. Only a week or two after that night, witnessing Margie and my mom, my desire for women was in full flame. The funny thing is that I was deathly afraid of what my mom would think. Although she herself was a lesbian, her parents didn't know and it was something that she didn't tell anyone. It was a total secret. She talked to me and Sara about finding boys, marrying, having k**s, stuff like that, but never gave us any clue that she was a closet lesbian. I know she would never have wanted her. The maiden stood there for several minutes, watching him go. Tears had also fallen from her face, but she could not remember a time when she had been happier. The maiden did indeed get in trouble for her tardiness. But in spite of their renewed cruelties, she searched again and again for the man. She had mentioned him to no one, and with no new news of a great man on a magnificent black horse, she again began to wonder at her own sanity. A full month passed, and once again her mother sent her.