That was Amanda, wasn’t it? I relaxed and waited. I had no place to go. I worked through the scene in my mind and thought it had to have been Amanda... but the truth was, I didn’t really know. Not really.About a half hour later the door opened again and the scene was repeated. I talked to her as though she were Kayla and I thought she was, but the smell of coconut was too strong for me to smell either of them. I couldn’t see them and they weren’t talking, so all I had left was touch.She started. She kissed Sandy’s bra as she kneaded her breasts. She then rubbed her hands down underneath Sandy’s dress. As she fingered Sandy’s hole, she could not help but notice that Vanessa had more skills than most men. Sandy took off her dress to allow for more mobility. Vanessa reached around Sandy to remove her bra. She then removed the remainder of Sandy’s clothes.Sandy gave Vanessa a look saying that she did not know what to do. In return, Vanessa said “Just let me start, and then follow me.”. The photo gallery is open and the selected shot is of the girl wearing my shirt. She is clearly unconscious. Scrolling to the next several shots. Close ups of the girl in different lingerie than what she is wearing. Then her naked. Then several of her intimate areas. what’s horrific is that the girls vagina is swollen, well lubricated. And has the appearance of fresh sex.I look up. My voice shallow. Cracked. “how did?” she cuts me off before I can say more.She turns to look at me. A. I was still nervous going out the front naked but I made it to the car okay, then John pressed a button to lower the roof.“What are you doing John?”“Relax Jade, it’s a warm night you’ll be fine.”“It’s not the temperature that I’m worried about.We sped off down the road and I was nice having the warm air rushing around my body although the nice feeling could have been something to do with John’s hand between my thighs.Anyway, we made it to the restaurant without incident but the place was busy.