Very few jobs came in on Friday, so I had the time to make the run to the bank.The trip was only five blocks, but the damned weather was looking bad, ...o I decided to drive instead of walk. I parked in the bank parking lot and went inside. We had let ourselves run out of deposit slips, so I had to pick up some before our next deposit, though we did have enough for this deposit. However, since I had to go into the bank anyway, I figured to go up to a teller instead of using the night-deposit. She quieted down as Pete began the clock routine. I knew how great that felt. The first time Pete did that to me, I almost shot up to the ceiling and came all over his arm at the same time. Pete was almost done; and Cindy was all tensed up. Her hips were raised off the table. Her heels were pushing into the padded top as Pete continued to iron out the wrinkles of her dripping cunt. My own clitty was so sensitive and swollen as I maintained a steady rhythm with two fingers. Occasionally I dipped. Talking and giggling, they took no notice whatsoever of natures works. A few of them lit up cigarettes, affecting a blase air of the city girl who really finds the country too, too boring. I took them several miles into the forest, and I would have walked all day with them if they hadnt started complaining. Some wanted to sit down and have a quiet cigarette, others wanted to go back to camp and sleep, and the rest didnt care just so long as I didnt exhaust them altogether. This was something of. I felt the cool breeze on my body as my robe was undone and pulled back. I realized that I was being displayed to the rest of the club members. I felt hands around my ankles as they were pulled wide apart. Cuffs were put on each ankle and something was attached that kept me from closing my legs. With them spread wide, I was just barely able to touch the floor. I heard Master John announce that I was Jen, a new member. I tried to visualize how I looked. I was.