Those three were newbies to this group and confused as hell. I went over to introduce myself to them and watch them pale a bit.“Kill him already. Wh...t the fuck am I paying you to do? Suck his dick,” he yelled at the mercenaries.The leader of the mercenaries went to him and said, “Darren kicked our asses, and he was only the size of a ten-year-old. Back then, he was fast, armed to the teeth, and skilled with the non-lethal weapons he used to take us down instead of the live ammunition he also. Greeting her was Hillary who gave me a look, grabbed her by the arm and they went off together giggling.I grabbed my books. I attend Iowa State University. Today I go back to my usual 6pm to 12midnight at 7.11, Oh thank heaven.While taking my kid sister home, she asked, “Could we do that again, sometime soon?”“Do what, exactly?”“The massage and ... Everything else we did last night!”“Doesn’t that seem dangerous to you?”“It’s not like you are fucking me in my pussy. I’ve read that semen is good. But, as if she were thinking the same thing, a couple of her friends got up and walked towards us. My stomach dropped like you wouldn’t believe. “Hey, guys, how’s it going?” One of the girls sang, seemingly fake to me. “Uh, not too bad. How about you two?” Kyle replied, kind of stunned that the girls approached us. “We’re peachy. And a little drunk,” the other girl slurred. “Isn’t that the point of drinking?” I asked, unintentionally coming across as a smart ass. “Well aren’t you full of. I felt her thighs opening and closing, like scissors. I heard her whimpers, short, staccato bursts of sound, quivering with desire."Harder," she almost screamed this time.I could not pinch them any harder, between my thumb and index. She squealed again. It wasn't enough.Her face turned towards me. She hid her face against my chest, her hands still holding mine against her breasts. Her breathing was so ragged I almost thought she was crying."Hurt me," she begged, "hurt them more."I squeezed.