As she stripped off her clothes she learnt her name was Paula. Slowly, she pulled down Paula's panties, exposing her nice bald wet pussy with a wondro...s pink slit between puffy outer lips. Left in just black stockings, Paula laid on the bed, her legs parting wide.Lisa slid onto the bed between Paula's legs. She hesitated for a second, she had never been with a woman before but, as Paula's scent caught in her nostrils, all inhibitions were lost and she bent forward pressing her mouth to her. " Don't even mention it," I said. "It's really great to have you and the kids here."Michele nodded."You're sweet to say that," said Connie, "but you need your privacy, I know." Hey, you're family," I said. "What's there to hide from you all?"Connie smiled. "Thanks for feeling that way." Then she smirked."But there are a few things that privacy is good for - like your skinny dipping." Who's skinny dipping?" asked Michele, putting her hands on her shoulders and pointing to her tiny bikini. She was getting stoned enough I had to support her when we walked to the restroom at intermission. The second feature was "Lipstick." I had seen it two times before and I was looking forward to doing my usual about the time Chris Sarandon's character started slapping around Margaux Hemingway about 15 minutes in to the movie. During the first feature I already got her into the back seat of the Buick and was feeling her up pretty good. She seemed to be content with the fairly vanilla second-base. It was repulsive, my stomach churned with disgust and fear. I screamed. Loud and shrill, I screamed as though my life depended on it.Quick as a flash his hand shot from my leg and grabbed my throat. His fingers curled around my tiny neck and squeezed hard, cutting off my scream. I tried to break free but I couldn't. Arms held behind my back and pinned by his bulk against the sink all I could do was wriggle against his body. I think that just aroused him more. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't make.