As you brought your hand back up my leg, dragging your fingers up the insides of my thighs, my legs parted in response. My eyes fell closed as you let...your fingers slide underneath my skirt and my breath caught as they paused at my panties. You let out a small laugh and I bit my lip, knowing that laugh meant you were planning on teasing me. I could sense your fingers, dancing right below where my panties were, not quite touching me. I began to lift my hips back, trying to press myself against. One of them looked very interesting so I ordered several different sizes. They were expensive, but if they lived up to the ad they would be worth it.Then I searched everywhere for 'college girls raped, molested, tortured' and every variation that I could think of. After a thousand sites and what must have been a million pictures I found a site 'Raped and Tortured College Girls of the Northeast'. They said that they had four hundred raped coeds, at least one from every college in the northeast.I. Tomatoes and eggs soon began to pelt her face as well. A man came up, reached under her, and tore her top clean off, ruining Jan’s costume and exposing her ample breasts for the entire faire to see. Her skirts were soon torn off as well, leaving her completely naked. Brianna hoped no one noticed the telltale signs of his own excitement below the waist.?Hey, leave me with a little dignity!? Jan shouted, angered by her nudity.?You hear that! The wench wants dignity! How about it folks, help. The sisters stared blankly at their mom as if wondering what was going on in her head. Heather thought he looked about thirty and would be a business executive. Well he’d need to be paying the high price the McLeod’s had held out for their substantial home. She was disappointed the guy appeared to be alone. Nothing she saw being carried in suggested a woman’s possession and no woman had appeared on the scene. ‘I wonder if he’d married?’ Di sighed. ‘Nah, he’s gay. Real men don’t stand with hands.