Something terrible like Journey. In a tent next to ours were two lesbians - one with short hair quite dominant and the other was a gorgeous blond with...long curly hair - I had seen them the day before on the teter totter and they had smiled at me. We went over to their campfire and chatted for a bit. I had always know Nicole was interested in Women - I had always made her cum and I knew what she liked. She was a strict catholic but I used to fuck her all the time at her parents house in a small. Each time he would fill me with a gooey slimy wetness!!! I also had to introduce myself as “Wendell’s whore” to everyone we saw or he would give me an extra hard spanking and lock me in a room by myself butt naked for a very long time with barely enough food and water to survive and limited “pit stop” time. Quite often, I would walk around with a black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough with me if I didn’t conform to his crazy expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were. Vicky and Lorrie were in the SUV behind us.I was early; the ride had gone so fast. I had the coffee done and was sipping on the first mug when Ben and the group came in. I had been watching the ZNN morning update on the African Massacre. That was the name they had given the Crown Prince’s killing. They were still giving no real information, not that I needed any.ISIS was still being blamed, they were stupid enough to take responsibility through a spokes person and that fired up half the Middle. Everything from just your basic toga, to very detailed and intricate outfits. The evening was going along well.As the night wore on, I noticed Christina getting a lot of looks for her outfit. Looks of excitement from the guys, and a few less endearing glances from some of the women. The bulk of the night went on as normal. Lots of music, talking, jokes and of course, drinking. Around midnight, you could start to see a lot of the couple groping each other and getting themselves worked up. Soon.