She managed a low murmur of appreciation. Then she realised his hands were spreading her legs...definitely time to protest now ! She even managed to r...se onto her elbows...Then his palms were on her bumcheeks. The cut of her bikini bottoms exposed alot of that soft white flesh. Did she just hear a moan of delight? His hands spent a long time there, working, cupping....too intimate surely! Inch by inch her thighs were being eased apart. She twisted, trying to counteract his insidious pressure.. After that she glued long beaded eyelashes over his naturalones and traced his eyes with a black pencil which Sidney was terrifiedthat she was going to stab him in the eye with, miraculously he escapedthat without injury. Then she did a Picasso job on his eyelids withcountless shades of blue and purple eye shadow. Finally she finished upwith an application of blush and slut red lipstick, the latter shecovered with a clear liquid to make it shine.Finally one of the other girls combed a gel into. ”They all rocked back on their heels as they squattedaround her. The enormity of what they’d done and wereabout to do seemed to paralyze them into indecision. Then the first man spoke.“Did you borrow that video camera from your girlfriendat the shop?”The youngest man brandished it, “yes but she wassuspicious.”“Don’t worry it will not be for long. Here help me.”They hauled her around as they stripped her trousers andpanties off leaving her. I mean, seriously, everyone knows that the Westside was a gay bar, and a lot goes on in the parking lot. He appeared to be about 50, Hispanic, about 5'10”, maybe 190, big shoulders and chest, mustache and all the look of a real macho. But his attitude was something that took me by surprise. He said “how are you?” as I approached the register and had no attitude of disdain for a freshly fucked faggot. Quite the contrary, he asked if I found everything I needed and we chatted about the weather..