Professor Needling put his arm around her waist, guiding her through the busy crowd of convention goers. They were moving towards the sign-in desk. Hi... hand slid downward. It stopped at her ass. Carla let it rest there. It was the least she could do. She had already done everything she could to get him to take her to the convention. She had written papers, done research, sat in the front row of his class, not wearing panties of course, and crossed and uncrossed her legs to give him a good view. “Hi Will,” they said in unison.I couldn’t tell them apart.“Hi,” I replied rather nervously.“Aren’t you going to give me a hug,” they chirped, again in unison.I leaned forward and hugged Amy. Then I turned and hugged Amy. I was so confused. They were giggling.“You have no idea if I’m Amy, do you?” the one on the left asked.“Maybe it’s me.” the other giggled.I had no idea what to do. I stood there feeling MOST awkward likely with a very goofy look on my face. They moved over to me, threw. ”“I can’t figure out one thing, though,” Gary said. He looked at her and asked, “Why did you go to that meet and greet?”Sally didn’t answer. She walked along glancing around at her surroundings nervously. She spotted Betsy jumping from the roof of one building to another. Surprised by what she was seeing, she asked without stuttering or pause, “What is she doing?”“That is called Parkour. I have no idea when she picked that up, but she’s pretty good at it. The whole secret of parkour is. Get it in there.’ ‘Mmm.. nice to have a chick with a dick? Suck it baby. Suck my titties and my dick.’ The conversation behind us was lewd and left nothing to the imagination. These were dirty people doing dirty things and Peter and I were with them. Peter turned me around to face the brick wall, and pressed my face into it. Then he lifted my skirt. He took his penis out of his fly, and stuck it into me without warning. I was totally ready of course. All I wanted was his penis in me all.