And right before me was the sexiest, most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. ‘I always prefer being naked. I’m sure you prefer me that way too, huh...’ I didn’t know what to do or what to say, I just nodded my head honestly. She then told me to get naked too; she told me I’d be much more comfortable. I was a mindless zombie, I don’t know if I said anything. I remember stripping off my shirt and kicking my shorts off the rest of the way. This was crazy, I had only a week earlier turned sixteen at. Coming to the door I opened it slowly. A hand shot out of the darkness grabbed mine and pulled me in. I just caught a glimpse of a short man standing there and then it was darkness has the door was slammed shut.I could feel a hard cock pressing in my back. A mouth closed around the side of my neck, teeth scraping the skin, tongue licking at me. By now one hand had slid into the top of my dress and bra and was cupping and squeezing my breast. His other hand slid down and roughly pulled up my. In thepast six days they had learned to accept that I would simply repeatwhatever Julius believed, whether it was true or not. I realized that Ihad somehow become impaired by the Bacchic Fiasco, and that someessential part of myself had been commandeered, but I could not regaincontrol of it. I interrogated my memory, asking myself whether I couldrecall seeing the winery, or seeing any marker or road leading towardit, but every inquiry terminated with Julius's own response: no, ofcourse not. . He again brought his hand front and played with my navel, and then inserted it into my panties, near the pussy region. It creeped into my shaven neat pussy he played with my clitpris and then his finger started to find my love hole. His rough hand cuppe my pussy and his finger was deep inside by now wet pussy. I was looking around tro see if anyone was noticing me, I sighed because no one was aware of the play going inside the bus. He inserted his anither finger any bu now his two fingers was.