The money ... did some good, didn't it?"I would have continued but the lights went on inside Elizabeth's head. "You're Kevin! That Kevin! The Kevin wh... got shot trying to save John Gray!"He is, Hank. That's the boy who got shot in the head trying to tackle that Muslim who killed the President." She went on and on, lionizing my bravery, sacrifice, and American spirit. I sat stoically. Having that kind of attention is embarrassing, but people are people, are people, the world over. As long as I. She smiles but I am so embarrassed I avert my eyes. "Don't want to seem creepy, that will ruin my chances. Oh god that was probably creepy, it's over. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is. He supposed she did. He’d listened in, as if he could help it, on a phone call she had apparently made to her business partner. She had been bragging about how well the business had been going thus far. How popular it had become. He supposed she had something to be giddy about if the truth was what he had herd her say. She had built the beginnings of an empire it sounded like. But it also sounded as if she didn’t want to expand. Just a small store, she had said repeatedly. When she slipped her. After a while he says "Stop now and stand up and strip for us but keep your heels and stockings on". So I do as he says getting to my feet, stepping out my knickers and dance as I undo my dress letting it fall to the floor then removing my bra and Mark removes his shirt, still sitting on the sofa he pats both his legs saying "Come and sit here gorgeous, the film hasn't quite finished". As I walk towards Mark his arm comes around me pulling me close to his chest hovering over his big stiff cock.