In my drunken state, it seemed only normal for me to also take off some of mine. His body was scrawny for a thirty two-year-old man, and I laughed.The...funniest part was that he was wearing Scooby Doo boxers. He came over to me and danced me around the room again. I was so drunk I would have done almost anything."Do you know what this is?" he asked me in a playful voice. I nodded my head."It looks like a dick, only it's smaller," I said."I'm average size," he spat angrily."I didn't mean to hurt. Anyway, we started to talk andthen next thing I knew I was in his car getting high with him. He made amove and I didn't resist. He slipped me the tongue and I was like,"Alright, that was pretty good, I think."I was struggling though. A part of me was still trying to hang onto thesmall shred of masculinity I still had. But I was having a lot of troublefeeling and acting like a man any more. I wanted to resist but it seemedso overwhelming. I fought with myself. "I must fight. I won't. . ’ ‘One of those ‘nice personality’ types, huh. What’s she like?’ ‘Older than me, maybe 24 or 25. Tall, about, I would guess, 5ft 10, slender. Blonde, which you know I like. Longish hair. Great body. She looked very sexy in that bikini. Not too much up top, maybe B cups. Tight ass, bubble butt.’ ‘In your dreams.’ And so it went. But afterwards I did begin to wonder a bit. Really good looking woman, friendly, fancy place. Must be some money there. What about a husband? I found myself thinking. Sally with Helen walked down a track from the car park and came to a clearing in the woods where a couple of picnic tables were. Sally told Helen to sit on the table bench with her back to the table. Helen sat down with her knees together and Sally stood in front of her, Helen‘s face was level with Sally’s crotch and she saw the bulge in Sally’s tight skirt which aroused her. Tanya caught up and sat down next to Helen and said “Helen, darling your first time out here with us taking the lead,.