I awoke feeling ravaged, dirty - and suddenly very scared. God, please don’t let me have gotten something bad from those men, I pleaded. I’ll neve... do that again. I promise. Please. Randy called two days later and told me his class had been extended for a week due to a noted chef visiting the school from Europe. Slammed by the news and growing hornier daily, my resolve quickly weakened. I’d lie in bed at night after talking to Randy on the phone, fanaticizing about that wild afternoon in the. Harold was stunned and disgusted. "What are you looking at?" Demanded a girl with long black hair and too much makeup, glaring at Harold. "Get lost you old fart." Added the blue haired girl, "We don't want you falling over dead near us" Harold gasped in shock. "Didn't your parents teach you any manners?" he snapped back furiously, "And don't you have better things to do than loitering here while looking like clowns. Back when I was your age..." "Back when you were our age," the pink haired girl. The place wasa big farmhouse, two stories and lots of shuttered windows. There was ahenhouse by the back door, and I saw a couple of birds scratching for foodinside a wire mesh yard. We could hear them clucking; heard a cow mooingaway, too, inside a barn about fifty feet from the house. "Hoowee," Samhissed at me. "We's gonna eat t'night." Billy and Sam was a couple of big, old farm boys, lifelong friends who'djoined up the same day. They was tall, all muscle - including betweentheir ears. I didn’t miss how quickly she downed that last wine glass. My words seemed to have hypnotized her and she got up to follow me. If neighbors would’ve peeked outside their windows they would have seen a muscle jock boy with an 8 inch throbbing erection towering over his gorgeous, tiny drunk mom in a skimpy bikini as he led them out to their pool. The little sunlight that was left was almost out and the pool lights came on. I let go of her hand and walked half way into the warm water. I turned.