"That's sweet Tom but you don't have to do that, you have already made sure I have everything, go on home, I will be fine" she told me.But I wouldn't ...ear of it, "No mam I will make sure everything is okay before I leave, I will be in the lobby when you come in." I told her.She shook her head, "well if you are going to be here why don't you just stay in the room and relax while I am gone."I smiled and said that sounded like a nice idea.She gave me a smile and a wink and was out the door. It was. I went to the bar, got the drinks and returned to the ladies. Each girl took hers and we downed them in unison. I then offered to take pictures for them. As I snapped away, they struck various poses. At first they were simple, but after three or four shots, they became more and more erotic. One girl would grab another’s tits, or run a hand up her ass. That sort of thing. “So what’s your name handsome?” said one of the blonde's as she kissed one of her friends on the lips for the camera.“Mike,. As I made my way into the family room I was feeling a bit self conscious so I pulled up my bra to cover more of my 32C titties. I was wearing a very low cut tank, and a loose bra. My skirt barely skimmed the top of my thighs, and I could hear an occasional moan rising from the throng of gyrating teenagers. To make a long story short, I was getting turned on and my sweet little nipples were growing harder by the second. My long blonde hair hung loose about my head. The lights in the house were. Yes, she was happier doing this than anything else - it gave her a chance to put her supreme failure behind her, if only just for a moment.That supreme happiness changed to confusion as if a switch was flipped - the binary rainbow colors surrounding Captain Marvel disappeared abruptly, and she started to tumble out of the sky. Confusion led quickly to fear, and fear immediately became absolute terror as the streets of New York grew closer with an inevitable rushing. She tried to focus, tried to.