It was about 20 minutes later that I started getting nervous. As I've said before, I am a pretty decently built guy. But even I wouldn't stand a chanc... against even two guys with guns or other weapons. Driving slow enough not to raise suspicions, I finally spotted Katie standing in a door way of a run down looking building. She was dressed in clubbing clothes: Purple baby doll t-shirt and a black micro skirt. To top it off, she was wearing knee high leather boots. If a cop had driven by, she. She immediately took off her clothes stripping down to her bare skin. She crawled to the front of the limo and lowered the divider tossing her clothes and shoes up front. She left the divider down knowing I would want to see what she was doing. With as much as 17-18 year olds talk they don’t have the finesse or knowledge to really know how to have a threesome or six-some in this case. So instead they took turns with her one at a time. Rob was the first one next to her and she climbed into his. I wondered briefly and unworthily whether her other hair was blonde as well. However, regardless of that, the whole picture was very attractive, and I was riveted, though I worked hard not to show it. ‘Pleased to meet you, Sandra,’ I said as we shook hands. I smiled at her, and there was almost a smile from her, though there was that air of worry or shyness about her. ‘Nice to meet you, Graham,’ she replied, and her voice was strong and soft, but without any enthusiasm. We sat, Sandra and I on. “That’s better!” she sighed. “Perfect!”“More?” I asked.She moaned and shook her head.“Good,” I said. “Now I can have some breakfast,” and I cut two more muffins.She immediately looked contrite. “Oh, Roddy, we could have had one each. Here, sit down and let me.”She stood, tying her bathrobe mercifully more tightly, which while it hid flesh, accentuated her delicious shape, curves top and bottom, especially the bottom.While I sat, she served me, pouring us each another mug of tea.She sat and.