That fucking BITCH, I said silently under my breath. At least I thought I had, in reality I had pretty much screamed it out. When the dance ended ever...one stood up and cheered. That was everyone except Kim, Adam and I. Kim was glaring at me for she knew I was pissed. I looked to Adam sitting beside me. I was more than pissed off, I wanted to beat the hell out of Kris and John both. Janet, are you OK? Adam asked me as his hand went to mine that was digging tighter into his thigh. Oh sorry Adam I. The giggles and laughter was contagious. All boys and Jim had a fine display of male testosterone in all its glory with their pants not able to hide their hard-ones. The girls would ‘dry hump’ any boy that was down. The boys got into the fun and would sneak their hands down and rub the girl’s pussy lips. I was not about to give up on the fun. I looked at Haley’s pert nipples and her thonglet that outlined a perfectly delicious camel toe and melted. I told her to help me tackle Jim. He looked. He pushed through and I felt the intense pain but at this point it was irrelevant. I was enjoying myself being taken.I was trying not to look anybody in the eyes but enjoy the experience but I looked up and made eye contact with Nice guy right below me. I almost kissed him. With that, I was slapped and pulled backward. A blindfold was put on my eyes. Then I was dropped back down onto him. I could hear them yelling in another language about something and I heard the door open and close a few. Carnahan with their car?" Oh you're the man who was shot in court. How nice that you're helping people. Their car just won't start and I do need to use it to take them to the doctors. Both are so old they should be in a nursing home, but they pay me to take care of them. The car is in that long garage right over there. It is the Sixty eight Ford. Could you see if you can fix it, make it run?"Wow, another antique! I was working on a lot of older stuff. This one was unique. If the speedometer was.