I praised Allah for saving me -- I fell upon my knees.Embraced the sand and kissed the stones, The coral, rocks, and trees.And there upon the whit...-sand beach, This hallowed sun-warmed ground,Half-buried 'neath an old seashell, A silver ring I found.No sooner had I placed this ring Upon my shaking handThen a cloud of many-colored smoke Spewed from the metal band.A mighty Djinn, tall and fearsome Appeared before mine eyes.A sense of awe stole 'way my voice As I watched the great. Or...or... "I think she's ready now." the voice behind her interrupted her thoughts. To her dismay, the hands that were petting her from behind were suddenly gone. Then she heard the man behind her standing up. "Shall we?" he asked. "Rock and roll, baby," she heard her father reply as he too stood up. Then Alexis heard the stereo sound of two zippers being unzipped simultaneously as both men took off their trousers and pulled off their underwear. "Oh my God," the rational part of. “Fuck yeah,” he snarled.Fifteen minutes later, I was turning off my lights and parking near the woods up the street from my house. Gary and I walked around the back of the block, avoiding the streetlights. A few minutes later we were crouching in the darkness in front of Rachel Finklestein’s house. Through the front window I could see Rachel in her red satin robe, glimmering with sweat. One of her hands held a glass of booze, and the other one held Lisa Hatcher’s waist. I had only seen Lisa in. So, yes, I was looking at her like she was my favorite dessert, because, sexually, pussy was my favorite dessert.Jessica also noticed that what the guy had said was true. But she was even more observant than he was. Where most men would have displayed disgust at the sight of a girl covered in cum after a gangbang, she could tell that I was experiencing none of that revulsion. What I was feeling was the exact opposite of revulsion. She could tell that I found the sight to be extremely.