“Bree, we need some more juice, why don’t you get us all some more from the fridge?” Cyndi asked, looking at Bree suggestively. Bree’s immedia...e reaction was to shake her head, she did not want to go parading around naked right now, but as she watched Jax’s cock continue to twitch, she changed her mind.“Sure, why not? It’s no big deal ... sheesh...” she said, trying to play it off as nothing. As she moved out from under the table, she felt a bit of dampness on her thigh, reminding her that she. Everything is new to my suburban mind. Feels like I landed on a bizarre planet. Everyone person I met told me they loved me. Which is common at the gatherings. I was beginning to feel accepted by complete strangers who do not know who I am or my history. Just a simple four letter word "love" that shows their compassion to one another. I never felt happier with other people like this. The women here were very different. Natural women who embraced alternative styles of dress and jewelry. I was. You stop and he gets out and comes up to your carwindow. You begin to explain that you lost track of your speed when yousee an evil leer spread over his face as he looks down at your lap. Youlook down and realize that you still have your erect clit sticking upand are dressed as a sexy whore/slut.He says, "Well, looks like I'm going to have some fun."He orders you out of the car and drags you over to the back of hiscruiser. He pushes you down over the back of the trunk, snaps thehandcuffs on. The routine of life. I subconsciously gave her the name of Misty. Why? No idea, it just seemed to fit her.One day, she wasn’t walking with her usual confidence. Her head was down, her shoulders were slumped, and I could tell she was not in a good mood. My wave went unnoticed and there was a pain in her eyes like she had just lost something or someone. This continued on for several weeks. Finally, on a Friday afternoon, she gave me a weak smile and a very weak wave as she crossed in front.