“But if you get uncomfortable with anything, I’ll be there.”By the time the bus arrived to pick them up, the whole group had assembled. Shelly w...re blue leggings under a matching babydoll t-shirt dress. Amy had on ass-hugging jeans and a short white t-shirt that gave glimpses of her trim stomach. Lori had on green khaki shorts and a matching shirt with the outline of a chrysalis on the front over text that read, Wait ‘til you see me fly! Shawna looked great in her denim shorts and a. Before we started this our lives were on a far different track.”Two photos flashed up on the screen behind them. Mug-shot photos of each. While they looked at the pictures Miguel and Michael would be taking off their coats and shirts, leaving them in white “wife-beater” tees, showing off their tattoos complete with gang tags.“This was us before we turned our lives around. If we had kept on the path we walked, we would be dead or in jail by now. We were rivals, so it might have been one of us. And if she did not fuck up soon enough, he could just make something up. And make something up is just what Roman was about to do. He had only waited a week to give Alexa time to heal just enough before bruising up that beautiful ass again. Roman had never considered himself perverted until he’d laid eyes on Alexa - from that moment on, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking of doing filthy, mean things to her. He’d refrained from doing or saying anything directly to Alexa while Joanne was. He lifted himself off her and stood to the side. “Switch!” he said. “This time, the ladies go to a different guy, and they do it reverse cowgirl, so I can see the titties of the ones that ain’t fuckin’ me.” Krista started to look defiant as he nudged her over to Peter. “What? Are you thinking of denying that you’re a slut? You want to be a nice girl and just fuck one man at a time?” She nodded, biting her lip. “No, Krista, you’re a slut.” He lifted his face again, addressing the room once.