One of them kept making comments about Alan's sexual orientation, which normally would have pissed her off, except Cecilia was being Alan right now an... didn't know for sure how she should react. She prayed the ace bandage holding her chest flat held under her sweatshirt. Cecilia could see Brian going through the anguish of a thirteen-year-old boy caught in a situation that demanded more maturity than he possessed. He wanted to yell for help but did not want to look afraid. Short term relief. I smiled at him and started to make my way to the bathrooms. When I got to the door, I felt him right behind me."I'll be right out," I said, somewhat puzzled."I know, but I'm coming in with you. It's the last of the coke and I want to share." What???" Come on, it'll be fine. This kinda club - anything goes."I gave him a dubious look, but I realized he was coming in, regardless. We slipped inside and no one gave us a second glance. Everyone was too busy either doing coke themselves or primping.. "Cause she was driving drunk." Without a license cause she was like 15 or something," Mark added."She's only fifteen now." I grinned and then gasped as Mark curled his big finger to find my spot, the perfect place inside, like on the roof of my pussy."The sheriff had sex with her?" Chris shook his pretty blonde head."And she said she'd do anything to stay out of trouble," Mark continued. "So he gave her a little drunk test..." With his serious dick!" I gave up on their cocks and grabbed their. They were only in their early 30's but were work friends of the designer couple, who had recommended me to them. Even with the recommendation, they still wanted to interview me first, particularly as they would be going to an event that was going to last well into the night and I might be required to stay over, a situation that dad didn't really like, so insisted on coming to the interview with me so he could check out their suitability too. At first, that embarrassed me, but then I realized.