It was clear by Paul’s actions that I was fair game and my tiny dick was straining inside my sheer panties, clearly evident – the precum making th...m appear transparent. Hands reached out grabbing at my naked skin and each time I turned, more groped me from another direction.“I haven’t hosed out that back section booths like you said for about two weeks” I heard the owner tell Paul through the din of nasty comments as hands cupped my balls and penis and grabbed at my tits, releasing them from. A look of shock, a look of fear, someupset and maybe a touch of excitement. But at this point the excitementwas surely well hidden because I was indeed scared of what was going tohappen."Why do you thing I'm going to give in and do what you's want?" Iquestioned."Well the way we see it that you really don't have a choice in it," Amystated. "And if you don't, I guess those pictures may have to come backout and maybe get sent to some different people, maybe even some of yourfriends." But...." is. He said something to two of the other men that had watched me giving head. I was stoned and drunk and lost in my own thoughts as he had a small conversation with them. I did manage to hear Byron introduce me to his two frat brother’s and I offered a sheepish hello. Byron then pulled me along with him as we left the room and walked down the hall. I was almost in a trance, my mind was racing at what had just happened, I was completely enthralled with passion and something else that I still did. I wanted to make sure he was watching so every few seconds I would move and shift hoping the movement would get his attention and perhaps give him a little view of my exposed legs or a glance of my thong. I didn’t want him to know I was aware of him so I did my best to glance quickly at the window to see if he was watching. There was little doubt that his attention was clearly focused out his window and into my room. After a minute or two I noticed the lights went out in his room so I could no.