They smile. Two of the guys are sitting on the couch.“Would you like to sit with us?”“Okay.”I sit between two of the guys. Soon a hand is on...my thigh. “I want to kiss you.”“Okay.”I smile at him. He leans and shoves his tongue down my throat. I moan. The other guy does the same. They are both playing with my breasts. Soon my top is unbuttoned. Soon my top is off. For the next hour, I walk around topless while the guys stare and take turns kissing and groping me. Soon my skirt is off. ”You know what kind of looks THAT got me.One would think I’d known better than to put that in words ... but I didn’t.If the glares were as dangerous an knives ... I’d have been flayed alive. Instead ... Karen slammed on the brakes and said, “Comments like that cause sore feet.”“I wasn’t talking about you and Wendy ... it’s the OTHERS.”WhoBoy Howdy ... serious mistake.Suddenly Wendy said, “Pull into that gas station, Karen.”Wendy dashed in waving a dollar.“You didn’t.”You know ... same as it. But just for a moment.She stepped away, saying, "I think its time to make you more comfortable."Grabbing my necktie she pulled me toward the bedroom. "Can I count on you to be obedient? Or, do I need to tie you down?" Whichever you want. I can't guarantee that I will be able to control myself."She removed my shirt and tee, shoved me on the bed, and whipped off my tie and secured one wrist to the headboard. She looked around for something to use on my other hand."In the closet," I said. She. ’ ‘You promise not to peek?’ ‘I promise.’ He said, turning his back on her and staring into the darkness. There was the rustle of clothing being removed and then the sound of the sleeping bag zipper closing. ‘You can turn around now Brad, and thank you.’ Kelly called. ‘I think that may have been worse than watching.’ Brad said turning back around. Kelly’s face was peering out from the tightly zipped sleeping bag. ‘How do you mean?’ ‘I mean my imagination ran riot listening to the rustles and.