I wish she hadn't been so specific about the choices she was after. Ifshe had simply wanted a certain colour, I could have chosen something Iwould hav... liked as well. I very much doubted that I would enjoy wearingones as girlish as those, but I felt that there was absolutely no waythat I could provide her with suggestions without exposing my actualintentions for helping her.She eventually found them both before I did. As they both got changedinto the leotard that they wanted to wear today, I. How many people were here? How many men planned on violating her body? How could she ever tell Dan? Would she ever tell Dan, or would she protect him from the knowledge of this night?She felt the hard thrust of an engorged cock slam into her unprepared cunt. She trashed fighting the best she could against the invading prick behind her. “Ride her, cowboy!” she heard. It was followed by the another guy adding, “I bet he can’t last the eight seconds!” The room was filled with cheers and roars of. ." Really," I protested, "it's not like that." Are you sure, because if you're not ready for this..." Sara started upagain."No, really, it's fine," I insisted."Alright..." Sara said, "if you say so. We'd better head back out therebefore the guys start to wonder where we are." You're probably right," I agreed.We caught up to the guys just as they were finished buying popcorn andthe likes at the concessions stand. Tom put his arm around Sara as weheaded into the theatre itself, and I could see. Sure enough, there he was. He recognised me and, as I stood at the bar, near to him, he gave a polite nod and said good evening. Now I’m not a dog fan, but I knelt down and patted it. Two-fold gesture really, made him think I liked dogs and, more importantly, give him a nice view of my cleavage.Anyway, the evening had started so well. When the waiter announced my table was ready, I bid my new friend a cheery, see you later and sat down to eat. I kept glancing at him from the corner of my eye. I.