"Letting all those guys touch your tits and cunt all day long," he said, a bit of anger coming through in his voice, "and not saying no to any of them... just letting 'um feel you up. You're wet now and I betcha were wet all day, too. You are such a fucking slut."She was one of the eighteen girls in this week's Program. From his tone and actions - he was mauling her breast with one hand while the other was down between her legs - I thought maybe they were boyfriend and girlfriend getting a little. He jumped a little when he felt Scott’s greasy hands touch him, he was applying oil, and pressure between Tyler’s shoulder blades and he could instantly hear and feel the cracking of the tense back. This went on for close to a half hour and Tyler was practically melting; he was in-between heaven and a sleepy place, and it felt so damn good.Scott would slide down and sit on the back of Tyler’s knees and begin to work his lower back, deep into the tissues he kneaded. Tyler would sigh, it felt. Sleep would be no problem this night. I heard whispering and felt the covers being pulled off me. The bed moved as someone got in, first on one side then on the other. Louise and Janice had decided to join me in the night. I felt them move close to me and snuggle up on each side of me. I pretended not to notice and soon their breathing deepened and I too, went back to sleep. When I awoke again we were nesting like three spoons in a drawer. Louise had her huge tits against my back. My cock was. Which wasn't very far?on account of the snow. But Shovelhead he refused to get all hangdog about it. He allowed as how the transsexshul we wuz followin would be getting into shelter her ownself and the quickest way for us wuz just to keep a-follerin her tracks in the snow. I won't say he warn't right but there was one thing clear: We wuz gonna have to hustle some if we wanted to foller them there tracks much longer cuz the snow was fallin heavier and heavier and purty soon them tracks was gonna.