I found Hanna and her scarred friend waiting for me in the baggage pick up area. Upon seeing me she asked, "Would you mind, if I drive. I find it best...just to jump right in." Not at all," I said handing her the keys."We left a SUV just like this in the long term parking area of the Raleigh Durham airport. There is a GPS and a map in the glove box marked with the route to the compound." Hanna said."I do hope they are not planning to have me disappear in the swamp," I said smiling."No, they are. Not just your cum, but the panties also.” There’s the beep again. Here we go. “Put on a pair of sweats and a jacket and get over here.” Clothing on and out the door I went. I drove even though it was starting to warm up because sweat pants don’t hide a hard on very well. When I pulled into her driveway the garage was open and she came out and waved me to pull in. She was still wearing the skirt and top from this morning which I was pleased to see. I followed her into the house and up to her. Rich was a first year at university and was having a party at his house for his birthday. Rich studied Physics so he didn't have many female friends, so the party was mostly made up of males (no offence intended to physics students, but the course isn't very female heavy). The night went on and I was having a great time, but at around 11:00 Tara gave me 'the look'. The look we'd perfected over the past year. It meant basically, okay, who's doing who? I shrugged. Tara smiled cheekily and. She pulled her arms together squeezing her breasts to overflowing. She was better than any dancer I'd seen in any strip club. I began to wonder if she hadn't some experience in that line of work.She slowly reached up and began to slide the straps of her sundress down her shoulders. She cupped her bare breasts, her small hands not doing a very good job of covering their fleshy substance, and slowly dropped the top of her dress. My eyes widened at the site. Her freed breasts swayed and jiggled in.