I felt so self conscious as I walked across the loading dock my boobs bouncing and my hair a mess. I could feel everybody eyes looking at me and I kn...w all of them thinking about what a whore I must really be. As I walked around to the passenger side of Clayton's truck I look around to see if anybody was watching. Then quickly climbed in. I moved to the darkest part of the sleeper, and sat as quietly as I could listen for and sounds that might mean some one saw me. There was a very stout box. They then switched positions again and the girls laid on their backs and the guys fucked them. She said that her boyfriend was not long for this world. She reached back and put a finger in his asshole and he exploded all over her stomach. Then her roommates boyfriend put Denises ankles behind her ears and really started pounding away. My wife said that her boyfriend seemed embarrassed that he had come that fast but she told him that it was fine. “Just relax and enjoy the show”.She said. We met the girl that was holding our clothes across the street. People were watching us and some started cheering, it was great. Our sophomore year we decided to streak our homecoming football game, we waited for half time then we went under the bleachers gave our clothes to the same girl as before and we ran across the football field and out the gate and into the park where the girl met us with our clothes. We had to set in the park naked for about 15 minutes. The girl stayed and watched us as. The front windows were too small to serve as storefronts, but there was a sign on the door marking the leatherworker’s home.Unsure whether to treat it as a home or a shop, Shavala knocked and waited. The door was opened by an elderly elven woman, wearing a dorvasta-style tunic and skirt, and with her pure white hair tied back in an intricate braid. She looked to be at least five hundred years old, though she still moved easily.The woman looked at Shavala, then Katrin, then back at Shavala.