I wrapped the towel around her shoulders and she pulled it in close. I knelt down and put my hand on her shoulder. “Are you hurt Miss? Is there anyt...ing else I can do?” I asked her, hoping for a reply. If she said something, it would really make me feel a little better. I didn’t know why.Through sniffles and tears, she attempted to respond, but instead began to cry again. She wrapped her arms around me and sobbed quietly into my chest. I was stunned, I thought that bodily contact with a boy. “Man, you know that group of girls that came in a bit ago?” I asked.“Yeah, the birthday bunch. The birthday girl has a nice rack,” he answered.“But her mom has a really fine butt. So, I want to dedicate the song to her.”“Her husband will hunt you down and kill you.”“I didn’t see ring, or a scar or a tan line.”“OK, it’s your ass.”“Not mine yet, but I have high hopes,” I smiled and raised my eyebrows.I walked over to the woman, who was staying out of the mayhem, but watching carefully as many men. The car was totaled, and both girls were terribly hurt. They’re… stable… but they are comatose.’ At the widening of his eyes, she gave him a curt wave that was probably meant to forestall his fear. ‘The doctors have every expectation that they’ll recover and that the comas will be temporary. Still… the damage. Can you stand it? Your heart, I mean?’ With grim determination, he assured her that his heart was not a problem… because Jen and Fiona were alive, and that made all the difference. Mary. I felt a sudden tingle in my panties, knowing that I was already quite wet. This is our new room mate Nina! Isnt she gorgeous? Nina, these are my friends from uni! I felt the attention suddenly turn to me as the four good looking boys gazed down at me, sizing me up. It felt like old times, like in high school when I would have had my way with all of them then and there. My g-string was soaked. The tiny scrap of fabric teased my pussy every time I shifted position. Hey, I said, introducing.