Quentin, aslender, petite fellow in pastels hovered up to me, fascinated by myhalf-sexed appearance, hands dancing all over my exposed flesh. Aneterni...y later, he was joined by two leatherdykes with radical punkhairdos who discussed piercing me:"A ring in the crotch, of course," One of them, taller and purple-haired, squeezed my package with long-nailed fingers. "With a chainattatched to a butt-plug." And a few in the ears, of course," Her shorter, rounded companionSuggested, "Joined to her. Katy, her mother, was a pert, beautiful lady, a little younger than I but looked even younger. Her figure seemed trim but unremarkable under her full cut dress but I sensed a certain sensuality about her.Bill was slightly older than Emma, but really didn't look it. He was a strikingly handsome man, standing well over six feet with wavy brown hair, broad shoulders, a thick chest, a flat stomach and a trim waist. His full beard and mustache gave him the rugged appearance of a modern-day Viking.As. I slowly rubbed her legs moving my hands down to Diane's inner thigh and stroking her soft flesh. I heard Diane moan softly and knew I was making progress. I could tell Donna and Ruth were watching intently hoping I would get Diane worked up enough to join in the fun.I slowly spread Diane's legs exposing her cunt which was dripping with excitement and very bushy. I reached up and cupped her small firm tit rubbing my fingers over her very stiff pink nipples as I slid my other hand up her thigh. I saw this as an excellent chance to figure out her name. I knew for sure that her name would be on her mail, which she usually picked up from her box before jogging. Inconspicuously I slipped down to the mail boxes.The apartment owner either was a trusting soul or cheap because the boxes did not have locks. Lucky for me! I glanced and saw no one around. I quickly popped open her box and scanned her letters. Finally I say what I had been waiting for. Among the letters to occupant I found one.