Making sure my diaphragm was properly in place and my outfit wasslutty enough to attract lots of attention, I started out on my sexadventure. Hitting ...he streets wearing a low-cut top showing a lot ofcleavage and short denim shorts, the kind that are ragged and full ofholes, I felt sinfully naked. I was actually, no bra, no panties,allowing a prominent display of my puffy nipples as well as the occasional glimpse of my massive furry black cunt hair. Yes,in Europe women don't shave their armpits. Leon said well then come after your boyfriend leaves and your parents go to bed. I said they will here my car start and they will know somethings wrong. Leon said well then you can sneek out of the house and I will pick you up I will leave you my phone number and you can call me when you slip out.I really didnt know what to say it seemed he had an answer for everything I said if I do this then you promise to leave me alone. Leon said yes but you have to do 2 things first, nervously I asked. I said junk? he called my bug junk? She said I'm telling you about me having sex all afternoon in public and you get upset about that bug being called junk...I said well, yeah , OK I'm sorry then what happened? She said as soon as it fired up he drove off. She said I was putting my stuff in the back seat and John drove up. I was about to pull off and I saw him pulling in the parking lot. He pulled up to my driver window and said are you OK ? I said yeah why? He said I just went by and saw the. One evening, a Wednesday, I think, Jess came home to a darkened house. My car was in the garage, so she knew I was home, and I was. There were also two cars parked in the street. But I’m not sure she noticed those. As she made her way though the house, she turned the lights on. She heard a slight noise emanating from our bedroom, and she came in to check. There, she found me, Donna, and Meg from the party the prior weekend.“What the hell is going on?”, Jess demanded. “These two ladies and I are.