After coming home that night from the party, I thought Ashley would let me be myself. I knew I would fuck more guys but I thought it would slow down a...little and be my choice when and who I fucked. Looking back, I guess part of it was my choice and I probably could have stopped it. I just didn’t want to. I had moved into the dorm on Tuesday (the day they opened) and classes didn’t start until the following Monday. It was now Saturday and Ashley announced she was taking me shopping at the mall.. "Wanna hear us?" I'd like that," Gary said. "If you have time."I shrugged. "Sure! We aren't on a schedule. Come aboard. Have a cold drink?" Got a coke?" he asked."Sure," Jo said. "Come aboard with us."As we returned to the boat I heard the geese honking in the distance, but getting closer. "I brought popcorn," Jo said.We pulled out the instruments and sat in the cockpit, with Jo tossing a handful of popcorn over the side between numbers, having a happy time playing."I noticed something," Jo. ‘Whew, that is always intense but tonight seemed to be more so than usual,’ said Celeste. ‘Yes, I noticed that you seemed to be feeling pain more tonight than usual. Must be getting old.’ They both chuckled at Scarlett’s comment as she released Celeste’s now purple breasts from their bondage, removed the crotch rope and chilli, and started applying their own lotion mixture consisting of antiseptic, topical anaesthetic and nettle toxin antidote to Celeste’s skin. Celeste coated her fingers in. Latisha surprised all of us with her knowledge of NASCAR racing. It turns out that her father had been a fan and had even raced at the local short track for a time. I could tell that my buddies were impressed by the young girl as we all laughed comfortably and traded barbs about each other’s favorite driver until finally the race started. That’s not to say that I didn’t catch each of them at one point or another checking out the points her puffy nipples made in my old t-shirt or trying to catch.