Long, slow strokes from asshole to her clit. Well, almost to her clit. When I got close, I ended the stroke and dipped down to start another. It was h...rd to do, 'cause my fingers were constantly stroking at the 'innie' that was hiding behind her labia. She had medium-long outer labia and just the hint of her inner labia peeking out. I doubt that any of her gang-bang buddies ever took the time to notice.She noticed that I was noticing, though. Her hands wanted to tangle in my hair, but there. Zoe was the only one who saw just what it meant foreveryone: they were about to be free of the forced isolation andharassment.The next day saw Zoe having to speak with detectives about the shootingsand featured her pinpointing everyone involved as she recognized each ofthem by voice. She angrily told the detective, "I dated the one who shotat Miles. We broke-up after graduation, I refused to date him anymore. Ihated everything about him, he was handsy and beat several girls to abloody pulp for. ." I whispered in a begging tone. "Ohhhhhh...." It felt so good. "Would you take your top off? I want to see your body." She looked up at me, not expecting this."Are you sure, dear? We don't have to."I smiled at her, "I want to." She looked self conscious."You're so beautiful and young and I'm...43." It never occurred to me she felt this way."Oh noo nono, you're beautiful Miss Liz. I've always thought so." She smiled sweetly and remained on her knees as she unzipped her hoodie. It fell to the. Physically they looked like they could be brothers except one was blond and the other one had dark hair. The blond one had a wedding band. They were both drinking beer.I went back to participating in the girl talk for a few minutes. The hot server came over to ask me if I needed a refill. I accepted. Then, on an impulse, I grabbed her arm as she started to walk away and asked her to also bring me two of the beers that the men I was observing were drinking. She looked over at them, then back at.