"I still had not looked back to see what she was doing until I heard the lid of bottle of lube snap open. I loved to see her ready herself to fuck me,...so I looked back. She dumped a handful of lube into her palm and began to stroke her cock. Then she poured some over my asshole and smeared it over me. She was ready as was I.Her left hand fell to the top of my ass cheek and her right hand wrapped itself around her shaft. She guided the tip of her cock to my ass and asked, "Are you ready for it?". They were all free. As soon as I got home I dressed up in the sluttiest clothes I could find. I put on tight blue jeans, black lacy thong, really tight black T-shirt, and black lacy bra. I dressed up with the intent to draw attention to myself. It was about 6 PM when I got in my car to meet my friends at the local bar, with the intent of getting fucked by a complete stranger if I didn't get shitfaced.I arrived at the bar at around 6:40 PM. I saw my friends seated about halfway into the. To Rambo’s relief, he was alive. At least he was breathing and was still nicely warm, so a logical assumption was that he would most likely survive.Betty on the other hand, was in some distress. Well, actually, she was out of her dress and everything else, but her head had gone through two of the wooden struts that formed the open division between two stalls. She was stuck, by the neck and ears, totally naked on all fours with her pink arse up in the air. Her mewling was beginning to grate on. "Oh yeah, Heather you'll love coming to our pajama parties. We have somuch fun together. We listen to music, dance, even sometimes get to puton makeup and stuff," Tissa said."Oh Heather, you can even bring your Barbie dolls over and we can swaptheir things. We could play dress-up but I don't think you could getinto any of my dresses," Tammy stated.Daniel sat there staring at the two effervescent girls as they went onabout their pajama parties. He knew for certain that was one thing.