She woke up very depressed, thinking about her 18th birthday the year before and how much she partied and how the world seemed to open up to her at th...t time. She had gotten drunk with Tiffany and Susan and a bunch of other friends from high school. It seemed like it was a lot of fun, although ... she couldn't remember because she passed out. Tiffany got stoned and Susan spent the evening pulling up her top and flashing the guys at the party. Kim was sick the whole next day ... and ... hmm .... There were two blobs on the end of posts at the corners. Kat liftedherself onto one, flashing me a tantalising glance at the fleshy wetnessbetween her legs. Her thighs were wet. She heaved herself up and down thecold metal until she came. I saw her come run down the post. As shedismounted she turned towards me. She looked surprised to see me and then she smiled. I wondered why shewasn't angry and then I realised that she had caught me red-handed, as itwere. She came over to me, took my hand. She feels his hard-on grow even bigger and his grip on her loosen. She wiggles one hand free and quickly slides it into his trunks, gripping his cock in her hand and jerking it slowly underwater. She hears him moan softly turns around to face him. "You feel a little constrained," she says to him seductively, "Let me help you." She states before pulling his trunks down and letting his cock free. John reaches behind her and slips both his hands under her bikini bottoms, squeezing at her round. “You’d better take us there.” A nod.Fifteen minutes of silence later Wendy pulled up behind the studio. Melody and Lissa were frantically silent when I looked back at them. They were holding onto each other like that would save the world. Wendy slammed on the brakes and we all piled out and rushed the door. We pushed through the clothing and found Kate sitting alone in the middle of the studio floor. She was surrounded by drawings and sketchbooks, many of which had been torn apart. Tears were.