I was facing away from Sandy when her hand snaked into my sleeping bag over my hip from behind, I almost jumped out of my skin. I felt her arm move ov...r me and then I felt her hand sink down my front. She had scrunch up closer and move over me so that her face was near my ear and as her hand touched the front of my briefs (I learned in the boy scouts that you should always remove shirt and pants so that your body heat will warm the sleeping bag faster.) and then she squeezed my flaccid dick. That was the best sex. Knowing each other beforehand brought such a fun, pure element to me. You know you’re in good hands with me and I feel like I’m in good hands with you. There’s already an existing chemistry whether you realize it or not.I was in the middle of watching tv, and making sure my makeup looked good when my phone went off. A text notification from my best friend Amber. I smiled as soon as I saw the name. She might now have known this but I worshipped her in my head. I would kiss. Most of the buildings here are empty and in disrepair. They have been for sale or lease a long time, and this has been the case since the major manufacturing company that previously occupied this building and the smaller ones surrounding it were bought out moved off shore and closed down! Almost no one, but a few adventuring gang members even bother spending much time in and around these deteriorating old buildings. A person, especially a naked bound woman could be left in any one of these. “Bobby, there are people around!” a woman said, the woman who’d more or less instigated his beating.“Come on babe, no one cares.” Her friend, the macho jerk sort, was lying on his side facing the woman, the two of them on a blanket, beer beside them. Far as Mason could see, Bobby had a hand on her side, and was slipping his hand up underneath her shirt.“Bobby, you’re so bad.” All pretense of trying to dissuade the man’s sexual aggression tossed out the window immediately, she leaned in and.