It was how she was raised, they said to themselves. She was not a loose girl. She was just a city girl. It was just the way she was raised to dress. S...e did not even have the courtesy to put on a T-shirt on top of her swimsuit, but she was not to blame. The men and boys would continue to watch her for days and weeks on end. In the beginning, the few men and boys who had initially began watching her during her first few days would be delightfully shocked when she would unceremoniously take off. A lot of sections had what we called ‘Tea Swindles,’ where they could make their own tea for breaks. The stores were one of them. I would normally arrive at her section around 10 AM, when they were brewing up and I was always welcome. It was an honor system where you put your money, (in those days, three pence) in a cup and help yourself. It was always a pleasure to sit and chat for about a 15-minute break. During the week, Ray asked me to go to the pictures with him on the Thursday night.. One that Mike was sure was rarely used. ‘I think I’ll keep you.’ The shock on her face was visible even through the Compulsion. ‘Kiss me, Cynthia,’ Mike said. Cynthia’s lips met his. Her lips were moist and sensuous, intoxicating, her mouth warm and smooth. Mike’s hands went to her ass and squeezed it. Cynthia’s tongue entered Mike’s mouth and dueled with his. Kneading her ass, Mike pulled her to her tip-toes, causing her tongue to slide deeper. She murmured into his mouth as he sucked on her. She liked that she was a free spirit and that she took sex wherever she found it. Jim wasn't very adventuresome. She was sure that he was mortified this morning about the hand job. Still, she giggled to herself as she thought about what she had done. It had been great fun. She felt a little thrill shoot through her when she remembered watching Katie sucking on Jerry's cock as she jerked Jim off. It was almost too much for her to watch her friend drink her lover's sperm as her date came in her.