It took me a minute because Cheryl was nowhere to be found. So there were no clues and that morning I needed clues.The first thing I did was go to the...bathroom and drink a glass of water to dilute the funky taste in my mouth. Cheryl's body tasted a hundred times better than any man, but it still left a stale taste in my mouth. I decided, my best move would be to put on whatever clothes I had worn over, then get my ass home. I wanted to brush my teeth first, then I wanted a shower.As I passed. “Hey, Ginger,” Connor finally said, after seeing Kara over Ginger’s shoulder catch his eye and tilt her head toward the teenage girl. “Would you like to go out and grab a maple creemee sometime?”Ginger was so surprised that this freshman boy would have the audacity to ask a junior girl out that she stood there with her lips apart for about five seconds before responding.“Wh ... Su ... Sure,” Ginger rasped out at last, and then said in a more normal-sounding voice, “Sure, Conner; I’d love to.”. Then Jill put a blindfold over my eyes, tight enough that everything was dark. Hands gently began playing with my balls and a mouth devoured my cock ever so slowly. When I tried to buck, pushing my hips up, I was slapped soundly across my face. “Lie still!” was all one of them said. Lips began licking my nipples, which tickled, and then biting, which really hurt. I yelped out loud, “Ow!” and got slapped again. I decided a little pain wouldn’t be so bad; maybe she would find something else to. Girls were coming up to me and grabbing my arm, holding me, then talking to one another, not me. It was like I was a statue or something. I was so happy to be done and on my way to work. I always did very poorly with the social politics.At work they were still joking about the day before when I fess’d up for what Siza did to me. But I felt good about making those guys crack up laughing so hard. I hated being the butt of the jokes but just the same.They were laughing SO hard. And the three of.