Man I need to think through all the crazy shit that has been happening to me.This whole evening was completely fucked up! First dinner going crazy and...then Mabel following me back to the hotel to rob me. Well she was really cute with small firm tits that wouldn't move much when jogging or getting fucked hard. Why didn't Anna just bust in like she was a chaperone to run Mabel out of my room in the first place? Why do I keep running into these really fucked up weird chicks tied to all the child. George shouted after me, ?No rush baby, better walk slower, they will wait.? I slowed my pace, passing a dozen or so trucks. Thankfully, it seemed nobody noticed me. I pulled open the Men’s Room door and light flooded out blinding me. As my eyes adjusted, I breathed a sigh of relief. The place was empty. Thank God!For a moment, I thought I was alright. It was all a joke. Then the door opened - - in walked three men - - truckers. ?Well, well, lookey here. What’s this. George did bring us. She had joined the group on Diane's third birthday, and it had been growing at a steady rate now for over twenty three years. FRIGID, as their enemies had called them, was made up of mostly militant lesbians and abandoned mothers, like Anita. They were an ultra feminist group calling themselves "wyminists", who didn't like the term feminist, female or women because it had the name "men" or "male" in the title.Anita joined FRIGID because when she was 18 years old, she had married her high school. .."Before continuing, Laura bent her head and tickled Brandi's bulging, protruding, glossy black nipples with her tongue, driving the girl crazy. Brandi squirmed and whimpered. When her nipples were wet and excited, Laura proceeded to draw the rope down through Brandi's crotch, then around one hip, then through her crotch again and around the other hip, trapping Brandi's swollen cuntlips between the strands of rope.Next she crisscrossed the rope over the hard ripples of Brandi's incredible.