“Come over here I want to dress you, little one,” taking my hand he pulled me over to the chair and unceremoniously pushed me into it, only to say... “No stand up for minute.” I wanted with all my heart to snap, “Make up your mind!” Better judgment won. With an all-telling sigh of resignation I stood. My arms folded across my chest were my last stand. Stubborn, defiant and tenacious were words that everyone used to define me and I would not let his Polly Anna transformation go smoothly. “You li’l. ‘When, er, when can you be available?’ not being able to stop myself by coming out with my own innuendo. ‘Why not now, today. I’m free,’ he said. Was this another one? ‘Great,’ I said, taking the drawing back to put it away. ‘I don’t live far from here. Shall we go? I said, rising to my feet, still keeping my case in front of me. He nodded as he stood up and followed me out of the gallery for us to go to my home. I lived alone and knew that the place was tidy being somewhat fastidious in. She only thought of sex as a necessary price she paid for protection, which said a lot about her past life. However, buried deep inside her, so deep that she didn’t have the slightest clue, was a kinky little bisexual submissive. She had the spark. I wanted to play with her.They moved out, leaving the camp abandoned. I briefly considered following, but decided they would be back anyway. They didn’t even put out the fire, and their stew smelled good. I hadn’t eaten anything except for raw meat. As he finished Jo turned her head so she could snowball the girl. And the lads watched with growing bulges as Jo took the sperm from the chick. Jo used this excuse to get her hands right down her new friend’s jeans and started to rub her. Meanwhile the other guy came in the second girls’ mouth and she offered it to one of the other biker chicks. Soon there were four girls kissing and groping each other as the two guys withdrew. Jo had peeled her girl out of her jeans and her girl had Jo’s.