Then another, soon she had three fingers running up and down this crying girl's slit as she played with her nipple. Eventually as she worked on her sh... felt the girl starting to rock in to meet her hand."That's it, you're a good girl. If you're a good girl you'll be safe."Brooklyn was starting to get a bit breathless herself and was rubbing against the girl to try and get some pleasure herself.It didn't take much more of them grinding together before the girl shuddered and went limp. Brooklyn. She looked over her shoulder at the path to their little village, and saw two of the teens, and the elder, standing there watching her. The first ones always did that, just waiting patiently until she was finished her morning rituals. As she walked toward the water, swinging her hips to give them a show, she wondered again where they had come from. They had been here when she arrived.It hadn't been that awful, once she had clamored aboard the lifeboat. It had been thrown clear when the yacht. The emotions she conveyed with her voice, her expressions, even the way she carried herself, spoke volumes. I found myself watching her not just because I was so infatuated with her but also because of how well she played her part. I was fooling around with acting. It was a hobby for me. For Jill, it really was a passion. She was good – good enough to turn professional. As our rehearsals progressed and opening night approached (though still a few weeks away), the sets came together. What had. Tom, Melissa, and Marissa all were in the same homeroom. Melissa sat on one side of Tom, Marissa on the other. You want me, Marissa thought for Tom, just as he was about to start talking to Melissa again. You want me bad. Tom turned his attention to Marissa and they talked until first period; which the three also shared. Melissa, Marissa, and Tom had the exact same periods. Marissa kept Tom's attention toward her until lunch. She made him have a huge boner just for her, which was very visible.