Clearly showing my pantylines in the back and my nice package in the front. The outline of my lacy bra was visible through the flimsy top as well, jus... the way I like it. I started getting hard in my panties as I put on just a trace of red lipstick, a little mascara and some blue eye shadow. It was about ten miles to the roadside park and it was dark by the time I arrived. It was pretty rustic, with just pit toilets and one lamp post between them. I was bummed to see that no cars were there. Nevertheless, Harry stood in the shadows to watch."I'm fucking this bitch first" Dudley proclaimed.Harry realized Dudley’s dick was the smallest he had ever seen. Dudley was masturbating with just his thumb and pointer finger. It could not have been more than 3 inches long. Harry held back a laugh as he watched Dudley climb on top and try to stick his dick in the girl’s pussy. Dudley tried everything from just getting on top to taking her leg up onto his shoulder and nothing seemed to work. His. . Yanni eh Talatha?" hoping it meant 'What does Talatha mean?'He began talking back to her, too fast and too slurred for her to make out much of the words. He gesticulated with his entire hand and said "Wahid, Ithinin, Talatha." He said and looked on her.Summer furled her brow again. "I still don't understand..." she said and shook her head, hands clasped behind her back.The chef put up one finger. "Wahid." Two fingers, "Ithinin." Three fingers. "Talatha."What? That can't be right.Summer held. How's the pain?" she asked in a motherly way."I feel it, but it seems so far away right now. I must still be loaded on whatever you stuck in my arm."Do you know where you are?" she asked."I guess I'm in a hospital." He looked at her; surprised she would ask such a simple question. He saw he write something on a chart."What's your name?" she asked carefully."Dan Carpenter," he answered.She smiled and nodded and left as a tray of food was brought in by a young candy striper and placed on the over.