I hadleft the house, been shopping, tried on clothes, all without anyproblem, yet now I would have to let our neighbors see me, and learn thetruth. As...I thought of all of the things that could happen tonight, myhead began pounding, my heart raced, yet Mom had been right. If nobodyknew, they could not hurt me with it, if everyone knew, they could nothurt me with it. It was that middle part that was hard. My reverie wasbroken when Mom took my arm and led me to my room."Lets reattach the. ... He was lying on his side, stroking himself, his face a few inches from Xiilke and Rachel, and he was talking to them quietly in the filthiest French and English he could produce..............usually the woman were the ones to do the talking, but it was an electric erotic charge to hear those words from him............"Let him take your ass, love, let him take..........I want to look in your face............... I want to look in your eyes, hear you moan.......I will be stroking. Yet some part of her was revolted by the idea of tasting something that had been in her shithole, and she backed off. Alex hadn’t expected this defiance, especially as the two slaps were to ensure an easy passage down her throat for his cock. This not being the case, he sent a couple of her teeth down the route with well aimed punches to her lips. The result was that her mouth began to throb, and her lips swelled up, now bleeding profusely. For practical purposes though, It made it almost. Each of the three girls were blindfolded with a dark scarf. The hostess was in charge, and explained the rules. Each girl in turn was to remove one article of clothing, and continue to do so until she removed the secret article. Then that person was out of the game and the remaining players continued. I sat there and watched as the game progressed. Sheila had removed a few pieces of her clothing when she pulled off the scarf, which of course was the secret article.. Maryanne and the other girl.