I thought about the afternoon spent with the stallion. 'When you say party, do you mean that I was going to be fucked?' Anna giggled and smiled. 'Yes.... I sat and thought for a few moments. 'If I am going to get laid, then you have to promise me two things. And I mean, absolute, cross your heart, hope to die, promise.' I was definitely drunk. She looked at me intently. 'I will give you an honest answer to whatever you ask, but before I can promise anything, I need to know what the question is.'. He squeezed and molded the wet fleshy lips as Sherry climbed forward, half-hanging over my shoulder. I focused my attention on driving, having to lean left to see around Sherry. Pete worked his fingers under the leg-band and insinuated two into my moist cleft, seeking my hole. He found it waiting and eased inside, bringing a deep flush to my cheeks.I glanced over to Sandy and noted her obvious interest, surprised not to see a look of scorn or condemnation. Sherry broke the tense silence,. .. It seems like I’m just part of a machine, ready to go through a process...” She smiles helplessly.“Forget the cameras and the crew ... Just think about yourself - and Cooper...” Jenna advises, “He’s here for you ... We’re all here to observe and capture your experience ... Just have fun. Indulge yourself...”Phoebe nods, looking down at the dog, then up at the camera, and nodding again.We cut to a shot of her flat on her back on the floor, hands by her sides – rib cage expanding and. One of the girls got her a tub of sugar scrub and I somehow hadn't even heard of it. "It makes your skin really smooth," Ashley explained when I asked about it. Some of the girls had brought alcohol and I had never drank before. That night, I tried beer and vodka for the first time. By 2:00 in the morning, we were pretty drunk and most of the girls had passed out. Ashley's gifts were piled on top of her dad's basement bar. I stumbled behind the bar and opened the jar of sugar scrub. It smelled.