Where on earth did you get that vulgar outfit you were wearing? Amber and I just burst out laughing when we saw you. We both said, 'Oh my God, what wa... she thinking!' At first I thought the guy with you had to be your pimp, but then Derrick said that he's your husband! Is that him on the floor leaving with Ramal?" she asked. I glanced over. "Yes, that's him." "Was Derrick fucking you while he was out there?" I simply nodded yes. "God, what a tramp you are!" "Who's a tramp," Derrick. Cum just dripping from our chins, I pull her off the counter and turn her around and start fingering and eating her cute ass. I force my tongue deeper into her ass hole forcing her to stand on her toes and lean over the counter. I stand up and I undo my belt and get ready to fuck her but she says “wait, not here. Let’s go to my room”. She grabs my hand and guides me to her room with just her shirt on. She barely has a chance to lock the door before I start making out with her again grabbing her. It was as if she had never ever been in my life. My entire life was gone. I rang her parent’s house. ‘What did you say your name was?’ Her mother asked. ‘Grantley Benson, I’m Cassandra’s partner.’ ‘I don’t know you, Cassandra is not here so don’t bother to call again, ever.’ She hung up. I took a cab to her parent’s house. I had been ringing the doorbell and banging on the door for some five minutes when a police patrol car arrived. ‘Please come with us sir, we don’t want to have to resort to. Then the girls would take a photo and the guys would have to switch, another photo until all 7 of them had been in the same position in the line as all the others. This brought a huge protest from all 7 guys and the girls said they had agreed and if they welched on the wager that it would be all over Facebook and Twitter. The guys wanted to know what the girls were going to do with the photos and Tessa said they would hang onto them in case they needed them for any reason and that they would be.