Sure enough big deals, we picked 3 dresses each, and went to the dressing rooms. Wow, we tried them on and decided to buy only... all of them. While ...e were paying, I had forgotten that I was paying as a female with a male credit card, the clerk looked at me, and Barbara just jumped and safe me, eventough I am a passable woman, my voice is male. She interrupted the clerk by saying "Oh dear, fucking husband of yours, playing with your cards, just to embarass you, I will pay this one, you pay. .." Alex chastened, clearly amused. "You need to kiss me back, or this wont quite be as pleasant as I planned." I could still feel where he'd slapped me. My cheek seared with pain. I looked at him defiantly, having already decided not to speak. I kept my lips pressed tight, feeling the backs of my eyes grow hot as the tears threatened to brim over. I kept them open though, and looking straight into his. "Ahhhh" He sighed as he rolled off me. "I see we'll have to do this the hard. Someone grabs my hips under my dress. I feel them grinding their hard cock against my tight teenage ass, dry humping me as my inner thighs are being caressed. My breasts are being kneaded by the strange firm hands, slowly being coaxed out of the top of my dress. I can feel another hard cock pressing on my waist. I can't tell how many men are touching me, but I have a feeling there isn't a man near me who doesn't have his hands, or cock on me. I'm not sure what to do so I stand there trembling.. The bus driverstarted to object until Rachael offered her a bribe: a paper sackcontaining three of her home baked cookies. She was waved to the middleof the bus, and sat next to Robert."You can get almost anything in the world, if you offer a few home-bakedcookies," Rachael said with a smile. Robert pouted: "Where are mine?"Rachael dug into her backpack and lifted out another bag of cookies,this one containing two. Robert greedily took one, and offered Rachaelthe other, but she turned it down,.