As the were doing this the lifted my tank top off and threw it across the room. Their hand were pulling my shorts down. They started sucking on my nip...les which were also getting hard now. I started pulling their tank tops off too. I was playing and tweaking their nipples as they were moaning their approval. I reached over for the bottle and tool another swig of the bourbon which I accidentally (on purpose) spilled on Peter's shorts and said I guess I need to get those off and wash them. They. TWO WEEKS LATEREmma got herself on a waiting list for a gun, signed up for a self-defense course, and had taken to carrying a large can of MACE ready in her hand whenever in public. Her friends tried to be supportive but she withdrew from everyone. She had yet to see the face of her attacker and the police still had no leads, it was becoming impossible for her to trust anyone.It was Friday evening, she had braved the video store to pick up enough movies to last the weekend. ?No, thanks. I’m. The tightening in my chest drifts lower to my thighs as I feel the familiar eyes of a particular stranger settle on me and people begin to leave.I'm not entirely sure what I am supposed to do. I could still leave, I suppose, but the flower in my lap is like a lead weight holding me in place. I know who my mysterious seducer was, I am sure of it. Why else would this rose have landed in my possession? I stay completely still as the music drifts on, the sweet sound of the strings pulling harmony. Scott turns to look at us, as if in a pre-warning, and his face breaksout into a grin. Can he tell what we're doing?"Okay, next scene," Adam calls out. The boys have finished. It's myturn. "Ellen, you're up."I swallow, stalling for time while Aim?e withdraws her hand and memine. I try to think of unsexy thoughts."Ellen! Jesus, we don't have all day." She's coming Adam, give her a second," Aim?e says, stifling a giggle."Not yet she's not," I say quietly, fixing my skirt and hoping that mybulge.