She signed and in doing so obviously exposed my tits to all around us but she did surprise me by whispering that she thought I was a sexy fucker and a...great cunt licker.Her friend eagerly signed my other tit as promised and the boys led me off to the nearest vestibule where they made me suck their cocks. Of course once their cocks became hard they put on the condoms, I was surprised because even the two guys I thought were gay turned out to be bisexual because they loved me sucking their cocks. Theyall laughed at his comment.Janet was also quickly pondering life's complexity. How she could help thestranger with whom she had a sisterhood with. Was she strong enough to domore than just quickly leave the presence of the churlish people in a signof unity? Standing up for the lady was easy, standing up in unity was not.Janet having her Spartacus would be a solo outing. Her privacy wouldbecome common knowledge.Janet was lucky and blessed. She had the support system to deal with thebacklash. With no kids to worry about in the morning I felt like partying all night. Rose laughed and said that I wouldn't last another hour before I flaked out. I laughed to because I knew she was probably right. We got to her apartment and of course she had the mixer already started for margaritas. I was the popcorn maker, and she was the margarita girl we joked, that was drill. Rose put some music on the stereo and we had a few drinks. For the next hour or so we talked about work, men, dating, and. From what I could see, they must have been stood before the door to the shower stall, drying themselves with towels. At that moment, Kim had a large blue towel clutched to her chest and drawn up to her throat, which she was wiping. Stacy, however, was bent forward and it looked like she was drying her legs, but I couldn't see below the waist on either girl."Inspiration?" she replied, not sounding as though she believed it herself. Whatever they were talking about was obviously good, because.