It'll be kind of exciting. We probably won't be seen by anyone. And even if we were, we probably wouldn't be arrested." He looked around grinning. "Co...e on, guys!" He started taking off his clothes in the living room.A couple of the other guys followed his example, and I grinned, watching them. A couple of the others blushed and hesitated, but then started slowly undressing. One of them, Ted, turned around."Hey now!" I complained good-naturedly. Look right at me while you do that!"He sheepishly. The buildings she passed by took her back to Anne of Green Gables. There were churches, tiny houses, non-descript shops made of brick or dark wood. She could tell that this was a town where people still square-danced in gingham and bonnets or gossiped about a married woman being seen alone with another man. She passed by billboards about the Lord, printed with short passages from the Bible. Somehow, it was worse than she thought it’d be. Cole was standing out front when she arrived. She pulled. Monica was giving him a blow job.Johnny ducked back out. Thank God for cell phones. He got his out of his back pocket and set it to vibrate; he didn’t want a ring to spoil his fun. Getting the camera ready, he peeked back in and got a picture then ducked back and checked the shot. The man’s face showed up but all he got was the back of Monica’s head.In the mirror he could see her face, her mouth filled with cock. He photographed the mirror. That one came out nicely.The guy moaned in. The first film night felt strange, but in the end we were sitting on the couch, under one blanket, our bodies touching each other, laughing our asses off about the stupid flick we watched. Still, I didn’t saw her as a sexual human being. The young and beautiful women she was. It took some time.And an unfortunate accident. I ran into her. Came home early. She was in the bathroom. Heard her phone ring. Thought she was home alone and ran in her room to answer the call. Directly into my arms. No.