Noone could take their eyes off of this sudden turn of events, except for a quick glance at Kristin to see how she was reacting. Cassandra was slowly ...oving her mouth back and forth over maybe three inches of the shaft. It seemed that was about all she could take, but she eventually worked further down another couple inches. Finally she pulled off completely, working her jaw as if it needed a rest. She got a small round of applause from the room for her performance, and she told Eric to lay. His hand glides up your thigh, trying to move under your short black skirt. You push his hand away. But I can see you want more as your legs open slightly.The man still has his hand on your thigh as I'm walking up behind you, putting my arm around you.He looks at me with a challenge in his eyes. I don't say a word as my eyes never waver. He knows I'm not the fight he's looking for. He gives up and walks away.“Wendy, Daddy is very unhappy with you.” You can feel my hand on the back of your neck.. I've got you though, just let it all out and it'll feel better."Some time later I pulled myself back together and fixed my makeup before heading back out to the common room. I went to the bar and poured myself a stiff drink. Sam was seated on the couch holding an ice pack to the side of his face with one hand and a potent looking drink in the other."What happened to you?" I asked as I sat down on the other end of the couch."Let me tell you, that woman of yours has a right cross like a. I swept off the pad, but it didn't really need it, as I hadn't tracked much of anything into the tent. The entire thing was designed to fold up into a 1x1 foot square, which was kind of cool, and it fit easily into the bottom of the backpack that way.Ten minutes later I had the tent cleaned out, the stakes pulled and the entire thing stored in its own bag which fit nicely inside the backpack on top of the pad, leaving room alongside it for the sleeping bag, once it was rolled up. Except for.