We saw the section for women seeking men and was just playing around when we came across an ad for a woman looking for several men to fuck her for her...husband's birthday. We replied to the ad thinking nothing would happen. But we did get an answer and were invited to a hotel room not far from where we lived. We arrived at the time and place, it was four of us. Me, Billy, Ron, and Tim. We are all just fifteen and never been with a woman. We thought this would be a good way to lose our. Jennifer's greeting seemed off, cool in fact, but Susan thought it was no more than Monday morning blues.Susan was busy finishing a few loose ends on the Melrose account when Jennifer called, telling her Mr. Jensen would like to see her in his office. Smiling as she put the phone down, Susan knew this was going to be her official notice of promotion to a partnership.All thoughts of her personal problems out of her mind, Susan proudly walked to Mr. Jensen's office. His secretary hardly looked up. There were so many of them pawing through your stuff that we couldn't see who it was. We think you should lay low for tonight." "But I promised to meet one of the students around midnight, at her house. She seemed like she really needed a friend." "Which one?" "Mindy Monrovia." "Dammit, Cate." "Oh shit. Don't tell me she's the one. Barbie and I have high hopes for her." "We don't know that she's involved. We can't even say for certain that her husband is involved, but the message was received. There were no clothes on the floor, her desk was organized, and her bed was made. I frowned, saddened that the mystery hadn’t been solved. I turned to leave her room when something caught my eye. The drawer on her bedside table was slightly open, and a strip of black fabric was hanging out of it. Lacy black fabric – the same fabric that my other missing pair of panties had been made of. My eyes darted toward the door and I listened hard, making sure no one was about to come downstairs into her.