I can hear footsteps...lots of footsteps. they are coming from all around me. There is a warmth in the room. The kind of warmth that comes from pe...ple. It reminds me of being on a packed subway, standing shoulder to shoulder with people. And I can smell all their different soaps, and body odors. They must be close to me.As I lay there I become more and more aware of my own arousal. I can feel eyes on me. Judging me. Exploring me. I can feel their approval. They like what they are. They continued to make comments about the action on the screen. Most were about the size of the male star's cock, and how in the world the girl could take it all inside her.After about fifteen minutes of this, the action on the screen must have changed, because the girls got quite and began to watch intently. I saw Jenny's hand slide into her crotch and quietly rubbed her panty clad pussy. Amy and Joni soon followed. Amy turned to Joni and asked, "what does it feel like?" Joni said, "Its not. "Ann stared at me for a moment with a blank look before asking, "What'swrong?" I... I don't remember how," I admitted in embarrassment. I closed myeyes for a moment and took several deep breaths before adding, "I thinkthis is the price I paid for getting your knowledge... I forgot myown..." I stared at her for a moment and suggested, "Try thinking ofsomething you know but I don't..." Then I grabbed her sketch pad and setit in front of her. "Try drawing..."Ann tried drawing for a minute,. Going through the courthouse records we have found that one Millard Conroy, giving this plantation as his address, signed an oath of loyalty to the new government, the government in revolt against his majesty, our dear king." He looked as if he had swallowed a very sour quince."Yes." Anne looked at the white-wigged man and found disdain, she was sure that was the acidic word. "He told me that he had done that. Said it would save our property from double taxes." She tried to ignore his cold.