The frat erupted."What the fuck is this?" a loud voice chimed in from the crowd."Yo, what are they wearing?" said another.Max and Greg Olbermann, dist...nctly recognizable by their hair up top,appeared to be wearing nothing but women's underwear: Max the blonde inbaby blue panties and Greg the brunette in a matching style pink. Theywere both a basic hipster cut with small bows in the front, small andrevealing. Their dicks had evidently been tucked between their legs sincehardly a bulge showed. And like everyone her age she had played a few first person shooter games. The trick was to draw the gun, switch off the safety and pull the trigger before the guard could react. The loud Bang startled everyone, even Rachel. For a second she could not believe how easy it had been. The guard could not believe it either; he seemed to crumple slowly to the floor, a very surprised look in his eyes. Not wanting to lose initiative, Rachel picked the next closest target and fired again, Bang -. She fidgetted uneasily in her chair."Is there something wrong Christina?" Sloane asked with mock concern. He was stimulating her pussy and tits and he knew she was about to lose control. "No, I'm fine." she said in a shaky voice.The pressure was building in her vagina and her tits felt like they were going to burst through her shirt. Her clothes felt uncomfortable and itchy on herbody.Her lust was mounting and she squirmed in her chair.Sloane turned up the heat and she couldn't hold out any. For the other two, Hiromi had unusual requests to make. "Sato-san, Idon't understand." Said a clerical employee in her late twenties."Didn't I make myself perfectly clear?"Yes, Sato-san, but...." Just do it." Hiromi commanded in a angry tone of voice. The femaleclerical worker said she would do as told. A meeting Hiromi had withanother female office worker went similarly.The first of Hiromi's two unusual requests took place a few minutesbefore noon time. Roger Hyde was sitting outside his.