She told me that Beth was going to spend the night in my bed too…with me. Shirley offered to suck me hard if I wanted to fuck Beth’s ass too. I to...d her, maybe later. Then she said that we should have videotaped it. I told her that we really didn’t to keep evidence of our rape around. She agreed but wished that we had anyway.When we returned to the party Shirley made sure to fill everyone’s glass especially the women. There were five other women down in the family room. There was a lot of. Freddie watched, impressed, as a long-limbed girl loped down the steps with antelope-like grace. Her skin was the polished black of a west coast African and her clothes looked as though they cost as much as the Ferrari. She tossed a Michael Kors "Skorpio" satchel handbag into the car, not caring if she scuffed either the bag or the car's upholstery. "Back soon, darling" she called to Norman before peering momentarily over seasonally unnecessary sunglasses at Freddie and sliding into the car in. I worked weekends as a bartender and happened to get a random friday night off work so i thought i would see if i could find some mischief i could get into.a small town near my house was famous for a cruise night.people take their cool cars out to show off so i headed there with my little european sports car.when i got there i was dissappointed the streets were pretty quiet.so i drove around a little and decided to head home or whatever.but as i'm pulling up to a red light there is a camaro. Sex toys growing on trees. What a fucked up place H-Space was.Finney ran a hand over one of the petals. Hey, that felt pretty good. Smooth--like soft skin--and warm too. He ran his hand over the curve of the flower and down under the inverted triangle. Weird. It really felt like he was caressing the private parts of a girl. It brought back memories of making out with Brooke, with his hand down in her panties."Ooo slut. You like it hard don't you, slut."Finney stifled a giggle. Fucking Fish.