You still have no idea whats going on. I tell her to come closer n silently communitcate to her that she can have a shot n it would be a secret, you'... never know, u are blindfolded, so you'd just think it was me. Obviously curious she comes closer, i move slightly, taking my mouth away but not removing my hand so it doesntseem anything suspicious is going on, she's shy at first n doesnt know but gently placing my hand between her legs and just givng her a tight wee squeeze reveals that. My alcohol infused body responded, I’m sorry to say. I felt his hand go under my dress and touch my thigh above my lacy stocking top. Then he reached further and touched my thong covered labia. My clit was protruding from its hood as his fingers brushed across it through my thong. He moved my thong aside and began rubbing my clit.I gasped, “Jacques, No! I’m a married woman. I can’t do this. Please stop.”He knew my pleas were futile. I was too far gone to refuse him. I felt his fingers spread me. " Says fucking who! And who says we need lessons from a cunt like you?"His mouth was as filthy as the rest of him. For a split second I faced Meredith who was starting to respond in positive fashion to what I'd said when thugs three and four tried to grab me.I know Anne saw the first kick and the first punch, somehow though I doubt they even saw that much. But whatever they did or didn't feel they certainly felt it, especially in my favourite vulnerable spot, the testicles.While I was so. It was exciting and it meant when she asked what he wanted in return he had a chance to suggest this. Would she think it was too weird? The door to the lounge opened and Lucy was standing there, wearing exactly what he’d asked. ‘Wow!’ he said, staring hungrily at her. ‘I think you mean get to class!’ she replied, with a nervous giggle. Lucy had pulled on her old college uniform, grey skirt, white shirt, blue blazer, white socks. She stood looking at herself in the mirror for a moment before.