He was broad shoulder with tan skin and shaggy brown hair. He wore glasses and I could see the muscles in his arms through the long sleeved t-shirt he...wore. He was cute but not familiar looking. I assumed he was from the new family that moved in next door. When the bus stopped in front of us we both walked up to the door. He stopped at let me get on first giving me a small smile. I smiled back and climbed aboard. I went about halfway back and took a seat. Our stop was one of the first on the. The boys stopped, mesmerised by how I looked. The spell was broken when Richard passed out the wrist and ankle cuffs, and they were attached to my arms and legs."Play first," Richard told them, "then when she is ready, we can fuck her."The others liked the idea, and the wrist cuffs were clipped together behind my back by the snap-hooks on each cuff. After that, I was the focal point of attention for almost the whole group, some holding me down while others tickled, teased and stroked, while I. Do we me what you will.’ ‘Shush,’ she responds, placing her finger against my lips and then her lips. I nod assent. She places its tip inside her lips, sliding it in slowly, wetting it. She sits alongside me, circling my nipple with the wet tip, watching me smile, smiling back. Her lips replace her finger and linger languourously….licentiously….lasciviously around my nipple, endlessly, in circles. Her fingers begin to rake along my legs, from shin to loin, lightly, like a monk tending a zen. And...” I said.“And, I was kind enough to have mercy on him,” said Lea, finishing my thought.“Yes, she did,” I said. Anna’s turn to smirk. I realized from her look that she, Anna, did in fact know the truth. Cecilia, no, but Anna, yes.Questions about my job. Questions by me about the girls’ jobs. It turned out that they both worked at the beauty parlor, well, they did now; though Lea was a newbie to the job.None of us were college graduates. All of us were about the same age, well, except for.