As I plot an escape route to run, I take the first steps and begin to jog, feeling my body change with each step. By the time I'm running my blouse is...back around my shoulders, albeit tied poorly, my hair is back in a scruffier pony tail and I look down and see my bra back in place under my vest with the tops of it still peeking out. I am not sure that I am losing my mind or experiencing some sort of nervous breakdown. I'm relieved that I'm no longer embarrassing myself. I begin walking. We commented the taste of the piss and kept drinking and chatting and wrote down some notes. Then it was the turn of Piss-Slut number two, the Rosé one, to be tasted. The Tasting-Slut next to me took the skirt of the second Pissing-Slut and pulled out the dildo of her cunt. Another smooth cute pussy was ready to piss in our glasses. We started to taste, drinking the piss out of our glasses and discussed if we liked better her or the previous Pissing-Slut. We drunk our glasses empty and went on. I could see he was rubbing her nipple. I was standing back trying to pretend I was reading a book and had the biggest hard-on watching Anita getting her tits touched by this black man out in public. She kept kissing him and I could see his tongue coming out and entering Ana's mouth. Then I noticed they were playing with a strawberry lubricant. He was putting some on his finger and Ana was sucking it with her sweet tongue. This playing back and forth went on for quite some time. One hour later. At around 6:00pm the phone rings. It is Brad, a friend of Jack's and a manager at the local fast food restaurant where Lesley works. A deal was worked with Brad that if he called Lesley into work that Jack would put in a good word with Hillary for Brad.Sure enough, Lesley came back from the phone, "I am so sorry Jack, but I have to go in to work. You can stay here if you like and continue studying. There is beer in the fridge and snacks in the cupboard. Maybe we can watch a video when I get.