I calmed myself down, this is all a big joke I kept telling myself, they would let me go any minute.They carried me into the trainer’s room and laid...me back on a small table. It was just big enough for me, my head hung off one end, and it barely went to my bottom. They pulled my hands down and I felt them cuff them to the sides of the table. I watched as Mr. Jones walked up with a pair of scissors. He slipped them under my shorts and started cutting them, working right up my side and starting. I slipped my tongue out and into her mouth and I knew she was tasting thepee still on my tongue and lips.We sat there, on the toilet, kissing. I cold feel my legs going to sleepand I figured hers didn't feel any better with me on top of her likethat. I reached over to the paper and pulled off a row of sheets. Ibunched it up and handed it to her. Then I pushed my self up. I was stillstraddling her legs but now my wet puss was about even with her chest. Igrabbed the bottom of my dress and pulled. Michele's responsewas the same to everyone who asked the question,"My sister chose the clothes and made me up; remember I told you guys thatshe was going to do my costume and makeup."Michele's ruse was working; she was quite settled in now and feltcomfortable dressed as a whore now that she had a drink in her hands andwas amongst friends. Most of the business's employees were present andthey had all made some effort to dress up in keeping with the theme of theparty. The men were mostly dressed. ‘Just one picture and were done… Just don’t think about it’ Fred said to Padma as Parvarti remained bent over the soft sofa. She was just as reluctant about the whole ordeal as well, but she wasn’t the one licking Padma’s ass.‘Come on… I’ll do anything other than this!’ Padma pleaded the Weasley twins as she sat behind her sister’s ass.‘Anything…?’ Fred asked Padma, looking over at his brother in the process.‘Yes… I guess’ Padma replied, looking up at her sister, who also looked a little.