The hands seemed molded and were covered with fabric and a steel cast to hold it together. It's face was a potatoe sack with holes cut out for the eye... and mouth, but it still had real eyes under it. Shiveled and a molding yellowish white she figured they were clay. The mouth of the Scarecrow was a black hole but the fabric seemed torn out. Shaking her head she walked toward the house expecting some old fat guy to come out yelling his head off. The Scarecrow watched this new found girl enter. At that point, he didn't care that the hand belonged to his best friend.The hand took a slightly tighter grip and began moving up and down the shaft at an agonizingly slow, teasing pace. Taylor moaned in appreciation. Randy bit his bottom lip. His eyes were glued on the other boy's face and his heart was beating way too fast. He didn't care."You like that?" Randy whispered. His free hand crept to his jeans and began rubbing the tent that was quickly being erected there."It feels good," Taylor. She made a big deal of it."Well, I'm pretty sure she's gone from a B to a C-cup," he said. I knew then that he at least had been talking to Judy and I was pretty sure he had been boinking our sexy little female girlfriend. I wasn't jealous because I knew Judy was hot and she was a lusty young fucker. I was just a bit pissed at Judy and I came up with a quick plan to give her back a bit of what she'd obviously been doing to the two of us."You've been fucking her and I have too. What do you say. ' Methodically she began browsing the sales rack selecting the luxurious items and the she found the perfect outfit, picking out stockings before heading to the table containing various colors and styles of shoes. Suddenly she spotted just the pair for the job; a pair of glistening silver with five-inch wedge heels. As she reached for them the sales clerk commented favorably on her choice. "You found a real bargain on those shoes they are truly elegant, but they do have some strange side.