She ran a fingertip along my jawline, but did not otherwise speak.“Someone said the world’s a stage,” I said. “But I think the world’s an au...ience. Everyone’s watching. No one’s performing.”Outside, on the other side of the glass, night had fallen. The streetlights had flickered on about an hour ago. Lights were on in most of the houses, and dull shadows thrown from the glow of televisions danced on the walls and faces of our neighbors. Cars drove by at safe, reasonable speeds. Cats scampered. Meg lay down on the bed, indicating to me that I should make the first move. Her blond hair was splayed out behind her, her beautiful little breasts high and perky, the nipples hard. I leaned over and kissed her, my fingers tracing the minimal curves of her waist and hips. "Wait Lucy," she said, breaking the kiss off. "I've never done this with another girl before. Please, just be patient."I laughed a little and smiled. "I could ask the same thing of you. We're in the same boat, Meg."We resumed. I gasped for air, breaking our kiss to gaze down into his eyes. The light brown eyes sparkled and I slide down his body. I slid down to his pants and my hands went to unfasten them desperately. Then I felt his hands on mine stopping me. I looked down at him, confused. He shook his head. Johnathon then sat up and looked at me, leaning into me. Kissing me and slowly pushing me down so that I was now on my back, under him. How urgently my arms desired to touch him, how hot my body felt as I felt. “Pancho why don’t you show our fully stacked Amazon victim just how good you are with that knife of yours”. The evil looking Mexican smiled a yellow, broken smile, then got up and knelt by Wonder Woman’s hips as some of the boys grasped her legs and spread them. Pancho pulled out a huge knife and, while the boys maneuvered her legs and ass into position, proceeded to cut a hole in the crotch of her star-spangled blue tights that provided full access to her pussy and anus. He then turned to.