I knew about guys like the Baxter brothers, I used to be a lot like them. While the crew and I never raped anyone, we did use intimidation to get what...we wanted. The Baxter brothers got their sodas and headed our way."Oh shit, here comes trouble," Ted said."Hey cutie, how's your sister doing?" Bubba said as he grabbed his crotch. "Tell her we want to see her again." She doesn't want to see you assholes!" Cindy spat."That's okay, we'll just show you a good time. Your slut sister loved it when we. “What’cha doin over there?” he asked, his eyes glazed and red. “Nun’ya,” I replied back as spread my thighs apart and flipped up my skirt to reveal my wet shaved pussy. “That certainly looks like my business,” he said with a grin. I licked the tip my index finger before I slid it into my mouth, wetting it with what little saliva I could muster. I then placed it on my clit. I slowly moved my finger up and down to tease my clit. I watched him lick his lips as he stared at my pussy. His hand. He extended his leg under the table and placed his foot on the bar that connected the legs of her stool, right between her two feet. He looked away from her, feigning an interest in the music.He took a sip of his own drink, as Kath returned from the restroom and resumed her seat. He and Kath engaged in some people watching, passing remarks conspiratorially about the way certain people were dressed, and how drunk the bride was getting.Throughout the conversation, Elle remained disengaged and. .. much. I had made an MDF cradle on casters and she fit. SHE FIT! YEA!!Cleaning up my mess and sweeping up, I hung up the broom and dust pan ... took out the trash to the shop dumpster and hoofed it back to the boat.Just in time to help load stores. Lo and behold ... Mandarin Orange Jarritos ... Mexican soda with sugar! And Fanta ... and AllGood Orange ... and blood orange soda. I must have looked a question because they all said, “Taste Test.”“Okay.”“It’s your boat ... take us out.”The boat.