“Why does it have to be me?” Brad asked as Drew gave him a dead stare. “Because, dipshit, one of us has to distract her.” Drew stood up and wa...ked towards April’s desk.“Fuck,” Brad said as he waited for his golden opportunity.Drew made his way to April’s desk and turned on his charismatic smile.“Hey… it’s April, right?” Drew sheepishly asked while April sarcastically smirked at him.“You know... you’re not very discreet. From the corner of my eye, I could see you and your dumbass buddy over. "Have you noticed..." ... that we are the only ones different," they bothagreed.Jack removed his dress in a simple casual movementand tossed it to his bed in back of him."Man, do you look ridiculous," she said.Jack awkwardly covered his panties with one hand andbra with his other. His pose resembled Botticelli'sVenus. This would have been more embarrassing, hethought, if I had been wearing my garter belt,stockings and six inch pumps."If we could only trade places," she mused.The mirror was less. "She felt so dirty about this! It almost felt like she was being raped without that they were really fucking with her. This was the worst experience she had ever had and the worst part of it all, in a way, she was also liking it. She could feel how her vulva stood open, because she could feel how the cold metal of the chair was touching the inside of her puss as well as those warm fingers playing with her lips and clit.The men enjoyed the view they got from this girl, that pussy looked like it. My eyes opened again. Was I day dreaming? I saw a figure in the bathroom with me. I could barely see through the shower door. They were sitting on the vanity, watching me. Whoever it was slowly started walking towards the shower. Slowly opening the door; there she was. Not a stitch on her. I am so lucky to get to look at that everyday. She still makes my jaw drop.“You,”…finger in my chest“Were supposed to FIND me,” another finger in my chest.My cock stiffened even more, if that was possible or.