"Greg, I've noticed something, I don't know if you are aware, but, It seems that my little Janet has a crush on you. What do you think about that?" "G...ace, I have noticed it too. Also Kim and Tammy told me that Janet had told them how she feels, but swore them to secrecy. Well I am flattered to the extent I now think I could leap tall buildings in a single bound. I have gotten used to crushes, though, since about half of the cheerleading squad look at me with that dreamy look in their eyes all. "What yer doing out here at this time little girl.", a deep voice slurred drunkenly.I spun round, seeing a large man standing behind me, holding a bottle of something. On seeing me head on, his eyes went wide. I got a fleeting burst of the odd sensations again, a strange pulse, then a weird series waves of heat, different from the heat I had felt before."Ur one of dem freaks!" he said. "Still you look pretty good, even if you are one of them animals. I think you'd be pretty good in the sack,. Because you look like you want to be fucked . "You just seem...fidgety," I say, and Chanel's pupils dilate by a fraction as she stares at me. The longer she says nothing, the more certain I become. She needs to get off...and I'm right here. I reach my hand up, cupping the side of her face, and lean carefully, turning my head to put my lips on hers. She accepts it, slowly kissing me back. When her hands come around my neck, I'm a little more confident, and I pull her closer. God, I want her. I don’t even think I would have cared that all these men were watching. My desire for relief was overwhelming. One of the older men placed his finger on my nipple, running it between my legs. His touch, that violation, pushed me over the edge. I came in violet waves of ecstasy. The degradation of such a personal act being publicly performed in front of all these men made me feel cheap. I started to cry as all the men cheered, and hooted at my orgasm. As the men ate I could hear their comments.