The Mara soldiers of Roberto's set seem much older and tougher thanHector's ragtag band. None of them smile or talk to me as we file fromthe Casa Bel...a and climb into the pair of identical Jeep Cherokees whicharrive to fetch us in a convoy with military precision. Patty and I share a back seat. The Mara who sits with us ignores us andkeeps his attention focused on the streetscape, occasionally textingmessages along the way.I tap the shoulder of the silent soldier. "You guys seem more like. Ann now had one guy under her in her ass, a guy on top fucking her pussy, and the third nut deep in her throat. Howard was now sitting and watching his wife get used, while one of the girls who danced was sucking his cock like a pro. I looked back at Sasha and couldn't believe what I saw. One guy on his back was buried in her ass, while the other two somehow managed to keep their cocks driving her pussy. She was extorting them on in I think Swede, with an occasional Fuck, Oh Fuck, Fuck me. "She looked at me over her shoulder quickly, as if judging me, before answering, "Dan told me how the two of you used to 'experiment' together."Oh god! That fucking lying bastard!Before I could defend my honour against this slanderous remark, one that hit me right into my teenage homophobic soul, mom continued. "I am certainly in no place to judge you." I sensed otherwise from her but realized it was fruitless to continue this discussion.Dad took me to his club for an early lunch and we talked. " But it's early," I said, glancing at my own watch and we had a good twenty minutes before first bell."We gotta meet the girls before school," Dave said with a glance. "You don't know about that?" About what?" I wondered, narrowing my eyes."Virgin!" Josh chuckled."We suck them off every morning before school," Kyle explained. "And later, during lunch or whatever. Like if they want us to meet them someplace, they'll tell us." Tell us?" I tried to understand what he was telling me."They own you.