He said, “That was the most powerful orgasm by far of any I’ve every had – hell, times ten or a hundred. You were spectacular ... and the other ...omen. How’d ... I just ... oh, wow. I hope we become good friends.”Jasmine leaned down and kissed him, “Oh, we’re going to be good friends and fabulous fuck buddies, and you’re going to spread your charms around all of us. We all like you. Are you ready for round two yet?”Scott flopped down next to me in one of the cushioned patio chairs. He was. Two drinks in fifteen minutes later I was giggling at the most obscene joke in the world and sharing my cigarettes with Nikki, a punk girl with pink hair, a Marilyn Monroe look a like, a 6 feet tall muscular skinhead and a girl wearing a red PVC dress. The rest of the night was a hilarious drunken success and passed by in flash. Eventually I was crammed into the back of a taxi between Nikki and the big skinhead who both kept lifting my dress up to my waist so that the taxi-driver could get a. YOU... ARSEHOLE!Ignore this and you're DEADThe reaction was instantaneous as soon as we walked through the door."Hey maggot we don't gotta go fishing for pussy tonight, they's coming to us, and just look at the way they's fucking dressed. Oh man they's fucking begging for it and I've got just the cut of meat these sluts is looking for." Then the voice turned in my direction. "You in the wrong place at the wrong time cunt, and when I've dealt with you we'll give your sluts all the cock they. No.”“It’s dirty. Why not?.”“It’s okay dad, I can do it myself.”“But last time when it was dirty you said you couldn’t reach behind. Plus, it looks like your back hasn’t been washed in weeks.”“I’ll...find a way, thanks for the offer.”“Don’t be silly.” I said while grabbing her wash cloth and begun scrubbing her back.“Don’t touch me!” She screamed at me.I’d backed off a few feet from her dropping her wash cloth into the water. I felt like I violated Sam.“Sorry Sam, I just wanted to help.