Zania found herself focussing on John, waiting for his return. She really really needed a fix, a bottle of Jack Daniels, a dildo, anything to take her...mind off the mind numbing emptiness which surrounded her. She sat on the hard floor, stood, leaned against the side of the stall, she lay down, she screamed every now and again and when the sun went down she knew she had been betrayed.He came around 10pm, “Hi honey, pee time,” he laughed, He left the door open for her and she stumbled outside in. Relieved she walked on and could only smile when she heard the man shout gruffly, “Kevin! Go in there and see where the hell the little cunt is hiding!”Natalia sat on the toilet waiting for the nanites finishing changing her hair back to its natural color. She also had asked to remove all the makeup except for the feline eye-line which she thought looked great on her.On the way to the restaurant she had noticed that people were very judgmental. Her black make up and her rounded physique while. Blaine squealed loudly and groped one of my breasts. It was hard to absorb the feeling when behind me; her boyfriend was working his fingers in and out of my pussy, now at a painfully slow pace. Even with just two fingers, I could feel him stretching me. It felt so good, it almost hurt. "You've got a tight cunt, sweetheart." Mark squeezed my free breast and leaned forward. He was pressed so close that even through his boxers; I could feel his cock jutting into my thigh. It had to be at least. I was inexperienced and as of yet, unwilling to even consider seducing someone that was already taken. Which didn't leave me with a lot of options in my small-ass town that I grew up in and went to school at, so I had to branch out to neighboring towns for new people to meet and potentially new women to pleasure. At this point, though, I didn't even know where to start. At a loss, I decided I'd just go with the flow. My school had a basketball game one night in a neighboring town and I decided.