Tina and Beth arrived shortly afterward, sharing out a bottle of fruit cider to each of them. Sophie was not really much of a drinker, but at Pride, s...e always let her hair down. She swigged happily on the cider not caring that it was barely past midday. The group made their way to the park and presented their tickets at the entrance gate. Over the years, the festival had grown enormously in size and popularity, so the event had become ticketed, and always sold out, not least this year because. The thing with Rutledge, well ... I understood that Dawn wasn't doing very well in the class. She said she was about to fail, but for all I know she only had a B-minus or something. That's not important. The point is that Dawn came onto him and talked him into confessing that he wanted to fuck her, even though she was still his student. She caught it on tape and threatened to release the tape if he didn't give her an 'A' in the class. Apparently he caved."Viktoriya whistled."Now I thought that. I noticed two large wierd wicca like tattoos on the outer edged of her butt. Marsha was on her hands and knees now .. her ass pointed out at me … inviting the most unholiest of unions. For some reason I had a raging boner and hated myself for it. ‘Look at me shake it … Like those video sluts you niggas like.’ She was convincingly shaking that ass. Putting Pinky XXX [‘porn star] to shame. Massive jello jiggling in my face, I methodically knelt and began groping Marsha’s big can. Mashing her. "So Hugo, I have a plan. You might not like it, but it will work." I spent fifteen minutes answering his questions and explaining how it all should work."So you are sure this will work?" he asked in his gruff voice."I'm 80% sure it will work. It it doesn't work you and I won't have much time to think about why it didn't work. We most likely will be dead." I replied."That isn't very reassuring," Hugo said."Would you rather I lied to you, as if you were a ten year old," I asked."No of course.