She was wearing a pleated mini-skirt that barely covered her bubble butt, a spaghetti strap top, socks, and a pair of sneakers. She never wore panties...if she could get away with it, because she liked to feel the breeze blow across her cunny lips when she walked. She had quickly learned that if she tried that at school, if the wrong teachers saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties, they would send her home to change at best, or she’d get suspended if she was caught too often. And if the right. Afterwards, the two of them escorted me down the stairs. I arrived at the party floor naked, dazed, and carefree, to the sound of applause for their newest member. Everyone greeted me with smiles and lots of hugs, handing me dizzily from one set of hands to the next. The last person to congratulate me was the big redhead from earlier. George wasn't around this time to separate us. She picked my shaky body up and physically carried me to a bedroom, then ditched the muumuu and buried me beneath. I found her standing there, almost shaking, with a towel around herself. I turned on the warm water in the large walk in shower and got two large bath towels from under the sink and hung them near the shower. I pulled off my suit and Cindy smiled, when she saw that my dick was already at half-mast, and dropped her towel.I followed Cindy into the large glass enclosed space and she immediately moved directly under the shower-head. I grabbed the soap and began lathering up her neck, shoulders and. ?Including, rejecting my friendly hospitality??Rocke, please, step forward. Let me be the first to root you on, to being the first volunteer for-?, Syrere smiled and suggested before a downward man’s boot planted itself into her skull from mid air.?Gotcha!?, C.M. shouted breaking a tree branched limp from high above Syrere in the clearing. Smashing himself upon the Witch, knocking her out cold, along side a few more painful hits ensuring a peace state remained while all others began gathering.