. .your suit is sort of ‘riding up’ . . if you know what I mean.”Kayla chortled, and replied “Candy, it took me about an hour to pick out the ...hreads holding the damn lining in the crotch and make it so it would do that.”“You’re Kidding” Candy asked incredulously.“No I’m not kidding at all” Kayla replied. “Look Candy, the guys know we have pussy’s . . . and they know we have a slit down there . . . so why not show them what they are always trying to see anyway. Besides, I’m covered . . .. ”“You’ve been watching too much television girly.” One hunter said.“No, I saw you with another of the girls.”“Sorry girly, no pole, we’ll just take an arm or a leg each, give me your backpack.”And that’s what they did, marched out with me spread eagle between them. I guess that I should have been concerned that the 2 holding my legs had a great view of my pussy, but I wasn’t, in fact every time I saw one of them looking down at me made my pussy tingle some more as get wetter.I had nothing to do. The moment I set foot in the room, I was greeted by the smell of alcohol. Aimee was sleeping and there was an empty bottle of bourbon on the floor. No wonder she wasn't bothered by the loud music. I switched of her speaker and was about to leave when I noticed something odd. Aimee was sleeping with one hand under her pink silk night dress whilst the other hand was on her right breast. It didn't take me long to realize that Aimee had actually fallen asleep while pleasuring herself in a drunken. It was the kind of warmth that Joseph felt when he was cradled in his mother’s arms as a small boy. And the stale air of the room seemed to give way to new freshness like an open meadow after a spring rain. He felt the weariness of years of running melting away from his tired bones, but even at that same moment began to wonder if this was another trick. As if sensing Joseph’s conflict, his adversary stepped into the room. At first, blinded by the sudden light, Joseph had not been able to make.