I was a little scared not knowing who was in the van, but I did as ordered I could hardly walk in these heels and unsteadily and precariously make my...way to the van. I open the passenger side door and have trouble getting up the driver has offered me no help at all, as most of my white nakedness is easily displayed for him to see. He is a big rough looking black man, that looks like he is in his fifties.He says hello with a big grin of anticipation, and a flashing gold tooth as I slide up. I could feel my own sex rising as the heat within me now bolstered having my pussy touched and feeling one their cocks, I just wanted a winner and some time with him. The boys dove and swam and came back to the bridge, the winner clearly excited as I took another swill of hard liquor and mentally prepared myself until all fell silent.Leanna's older brother, a man we all considered a simpleton, stood before us, "I can swim" he said and I nodded, "Yes I know you can", I agreed and watched, open. "You may rise," I said finally, allowing Amy to get up. I noticed she clutched at her hot buttocks immediately, apparently completely forgetting I had a splendid view of her nude front. Typical. Girls worry about their modesty until something more pressing comes along.I again delayed the climax of our session by retreating to my desk for several minutes of contemplation. Amy stood in the middle of the room fidgeting nervously, her hands reluctantly held in place on her head. Her red bottom had. "Ticket please, miss."That was when I was certain my journey was really underway. *York station was busy, even at half-past eleven on a Sunday morning.Everywhere I looked people were on the move, hurrying across thefootbridges or wheeling trolleys full of cases along the platforms insearch of those elusive few square feet of private space. The air beneaththe four curving spans of glass and wrought iron buzzed with the sounds ofwhistles being blown, doors being.