She sucked on it for twenty seconds, and Shana leaned over, to put her hands onto my boobs."Damn, Ellie, Al is one lucky bastard," Shana told me.She p...ayed with my boobs for a few minutes, and went towards my lips. I wasn't expecting anything, but yet, Shana leaned towards my lips. She kissed me for ten seconds."Just remember, whatever happens at the bachorlette party, stays at the bachelorette party," Shana made clear."Okay," I replied.Then we began making out for a minute, and I actually. WRONG. Right?I flopped down into my only cozy chair in my small apartment. I took of my jacket and laid it on the table, and flipped on the TV. I could just forget about it….I’m not a prune, and don’t think the worst of me, but I’m still a virgin at twenty-five. I was an only child to some very reputable parents. They were members of the country club, and rotary, and did everything the ‘proper’ way. I went to dances and politely kissed boys the way Mother had shown me at the end of the. And how we are supposed to play with her this way? In this winter, twenty minutes and shell freeze to death. Then the fun is over. Said the tall one. Cmon, we were already talking about raping this girl, now youre talking about murder… We cant let her suffer that way. Said the guy who was behind me, his voice now sounding extremely familiar. You three do whatever you want to her now, shes not gonna make it and you have nothing to do with it. The driver said while pulling out a big knife. My. Then he ran his hand over her crotch. "I take it you are wearing a gaff?" Oui messiour," Yvette giggled as she responded with a perfect French accent."Mr Cruz will be pleased with your gift Madame Morgan and I'm sure he will consider doing business with you from now on," the Latin man spoke warmly as he began to caress Yvette's crotch further. "And do I have your approval Mr Chevak?" I find it hard to believe that you have finally tamed your son-in-law Ms Morgan, but obviously you have used the.