Dawn could so read my mind at this time. She smiled and said just do what I just showed you. With that she pulled my hand to her dripping wet pussy. I...started to rub her very wet pussy when I reached her clit, I still was not sure what to do. I slowly rubbed it I as would my cock while jerking off. This must have been the right thing to do because this made her hips buck and her moans become louder. After a few minutes she said Fuck me. Tis stopped me in my tracks. I looked over at Jim and he. But they had been adding on an extension to the building my wife worked in, and as all of the guys doing the job were from out of town she'd been a little flirtatious with a few of them--and had a few "accidental" wardrobe malfunctions. She had several of them ask her out or in a roundabout way come on to her because they had been told when the job started not to bother any of the girls working there. They were almost finished with the job and would soon be on another job thousands of miles. And no doubt I wasn’t expected to copy Alice and wear the sort of boob tube and shorts that mum tut-tutted about whenever Alice had shown up in them.But, had they known I had sculled the vodka cruiser Jimmy had nicked from somewhere, I so would have heard, “We’re really disappointed in you Annie.”Parental expectations, however, weren’t in front of mind that evening. Afterall Jimmy had done what Alice had asked and bought a mate. And, oh my God, a popular boy actually kissed me.Seriously!It got. Nobody spoke. Terrified, me and Andrew kept away from everyone. I grabbed a piece of slimy meat off its abdomen and offered it to Andrew.“You have to eat it.”“I’m not eating that shit. I’d die before I’d do that.”But hunger won, and the next day, me and Andrew ate the horse’s head. There was still no way out of the barn.“Maybe the farmer got in a car wreck,” one man suggested. “They’ll come to his house eventually and find us. We’ll be out in no time!”But that proved to be wrong three days.