The realisation made me hornier still.So I got back into posing mode. I decided that I’d keep my bra on this time, they’d seen my boobs last time,...they can see my pubes and bottom this time. I turned away from them and put my hands on my panty waist at each side. I heard the men shuffling and probably adjusting their clothing. Then I tantalisingly (I hope) began to lower my knickers over my bottom. The usually flurry of snapping began. Then I pulled them down further so that all my bottom was. "Tony looked down at the woman, her pretty white face staring up at him with anticipation. He could see the tops of her braless tits in the low cut, hot pink dress she was wearing. Perfect legs extended from the short skirt. "This is a rough neighborhood," he said to her with a calm, even voice. "You shouldn't be here."She did not even see his arm move as he grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the car over the closed door. She landed heavily on the street, skinning a knee and elbow, the heel. “Are you going to come out again soon?” he called from the living room. “Because your beer is getting hot.” I found myself biting my lower lip to keep from shouting back a number of bad responses, ranging from an observation on the general nastiness of light beer to a fairly dirty retort regarding how hot I was getting compared to my beer. Instead, I used the wet rag to cool off my face and neck and returned to the living room. “How is the game going?” I asked, surprised at how steady I kept my. After we got settled in, eating Chinese takeout and watching another movie, there was a knock on the door. She got up to get it, and I could see a couple of guys in the doorway. I heard her say something about me being there, and one of them said that’s cool, and soon three guys were sitting with us in the room. One was apparently Chloe’s boyfriend, at least I assumed so at the time based on how touchy-feely he was with her. They said they had another couple of friends on their way with.