I was then bustled into the girl'scloakroom to "freshen up".After doing the business, sitting down of course, I was reminded to checkmy lipstick as th... alien world of girl-talk opened up around me. Thechatter moved from boys to fashion, to boys and then music, beforereturning to boys. Finally there was a short pause in conversation."So, have you seen any cute boys yet Debbie?" asked Helen, making me thereluctant centre of attention."Oh, not yet," I blustered, like a rabbit in the. At the last second before orgasm was inevitable, Mercedes pulled the piece of hair away and tossed it in the corner.Angela rubbed the welts on her ass and turned to Peter.“Now hit them harder than you hit me.”While Peter administered the blows, Angela removed what was left of her clothing, her bra popping away to reveal a set of small but perky tits with half-inch rings in each nipple. After enduring two more lashes apiece, the girls bellies looked like the surface of Mars as they hung from. I couldn’t read Lucy at all. She loved the pool but I couldn’t see her being bold enough to strip down naked and go there. She was pretty adventurous but she never dressed like a slut or ran around in just panties or naked at home since she was very little. I was actually surprised she hadn’t flipped out the first time she saw a flopping pecker or at the dozens of other freakishly over-the-top encounters we have had since we started the tour. I didn’t know if she was just so overwhelmed by it. You don't mind so you?"The bartender shrugged. "Those don't usually get an um-" Wait," I said, "you have that manly unshaved look too. I love that.Can I feel your stubble? I need to see which of you has the manlieststubble."He leaned over the bar and I ran my hands along both sides of hischeek, "ohhh nice," I purred."How do you think I would look with a stubble beard. Do you think I'dstill be pretty?" I stroked my chin. The bartender laughed.Claire and Abby were both watching my shenanigans.