But this story initially does not center on me as the object of a sexual assault or of me committing an act of indecency, no this is about how my mind...works during a sex act being committed on another girl.Dressed like a sex siren, in stocking and booted to mid thigh, I was looking for cock on the night in question, in fact, truth be told we all were. We drank wine and drifted into shorts, Vodka and Gin, and talked about men and cocks, all of which for my part, made me fucking horny and. I can’t see her eyes, I want to see her eyes. She’s biting her lip with metal catlike teeth. Everything in the room other than her takes on a transparent state to me and I can see through the table in front of her. She’s masturbating as well, working her clit with one hand and pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy with the other. She’s very wet, I can see it dripping down to her calf on her left leg. She’s being less careful than me because her pants and panties are off, laying in the. Me, only being drunk once and that was even on accident, had no clue about any of these drinks. ‘KIWI LEMON. A mixed drink. 1 Part Kibowi 2 Parts Bitter Lemon Soda Mix in highball glass. Stirr. Garnish with slice of kiwi. That sounds really good’ He laughed at the drink card I was looking at. ‘I have so many highballers it’s not funny and over 200 shot glasses.’ ‘Highballers?’ ‘High ball glass, most drinks are mixed in them.’ ‘Oh ok.’ I giggled at him thinking how odd it was that he knew all. ?Sarah looked straight ahead. She could feel the first signs of panic setting in. ?I think I need to follow my heart now.?Thomas grinned knowingly. ?I’ll take care of your warden stuff and a car for our girl, if you can give me an hour or so of her time this afternoon; maybe have the other girls do some strength training or something while she’s away. Dania’s plenty strong already.?Sarah, still in shell-shock, answered automatically, ?Ok.?"I'll also hire some staff to handle the day-to-day.