Now I had on a pair a girls panties, AND a pair of knee highsocks!I risked a brief glance at Mark who wasn't paying me any attention,intent as he was ...n checking out every passing girl that went by. Ireturned my attention to my leg, raising my pants leg a little to havea look. What I say was not the black sports sock I remembered puttingon, but a dark grey sock that stretched when I pulled on it. Christ!Could it get any worse?That's when the light went off in the rear view mirror. The siren. So Bill spun me around facing away from me, with his hands placed over my tits and fingers rubbing my nipples, bent me over the hood of the car, ripped my pants off me and dropped his to the parking garage floor. Before he even asked me, I felt his rigid cock thrust up between my pussy lips at just the right angle. The combination of his fingers on my nipples, his kisses and nibbles on my neck, the thrusting in and out of my tight cunt....I wasn't gonna last long. We usually use protection but. So I guess you could say there was kind of a pipeline from jail to the Charles Ham interprise. We referred to ourselves as Hamonites and as such, we operated a slew of shady businesses from Paul's transmission shop to a pair of thrift stores and even a snowcone cart called Mr. Freeze. All staffed by drug addicts, thieves and paedos. On Sundays after church, we would chase hookers off the streets and shut down crack houses with nothing more than picket signs and a bull-horn.If you didn't do. "Hungry?" He rubs his stomach and she looks confused. He pantomimes scarfing something and she laughs and nods. "Be right back." Chaz hops out of the car and walks into the McDonald's. Marie looks around the car, running her finger over the cd player controls. She accidentally hits play and Judas Priest slams at full volume. She frantically pushes more buttons and finally manages to turn it off.Chaz returns with two bags and hops in with a grin. He hands Marie a hamburger and she looks at it.