Mike finally tried to speak when his sister just started to lay into us."What the fuck are you guys doing? You take my fucking clothes andfucking pran...e around in them like a couple of homos?"Mike tried to apologize, "Kel, oh my God, please don't tell mom, we werejust -" Shut the fuck up Mike!" she screamed back. "I don't fucking believethis! Dammit you guys go through my clothes!? My underwear! Oh my God,you are just freakin gross!!"We just stood there taking it. What could we say? Shannon. My moan causes him to move one of his hands down feeling one of my breasts through my shirt, I can feel how hard my nipples become by his simple touch. I reach and pull him closer to me, there is no space left between us. We kiss for a long moment before he undresses us both before his mouth crashes down into mine, hot, cruel, punishing lips. My body yields and soaks in all he has to offer me. I can feel his cock pressed hard against me. He moves so he’s on top of me, my fingers wrap around his. As usual we were taken to their camp, the 2 “men” were tied to trees and I (the “woman”) was taken into the tent. The tent was constructed on 4 small trees (they formed almost a perfect square). They forced me face down on the ground and tied my hands and feet to the 4 trees. So I was lying there spread eagle, face down. Because my legs were spread, the dress rode up and revealed the panties I was wearing. The Indians were really surprised that I was also wearing girls panties and nylons. Then. Helen gave the woman her patented Delighted-To-Meet-You smile as Robert went to prepare the drinks.The brief conversation with Megan Chase ended pleasantly. She and a few of the neighbors got autographs and photos before they followed Helena’s suggestion to disperse and go home. Megan also liked Helena’s idea that she go watch TV, get into the show, and ignore the rest of the conversation out here with Robert. When she left, Helen lit a cigarette and took a sip of the cocoa Robert had found for.