It is useless; they are far too strong for me. "What we got here, boys?" one of them asks, leering at my helplessness."Let me go," I cry. They hold me...fast."It's not every day we get such a pretty visitor, little lady," he chides. "I think you came in here for a little action, don't you?"I grow beet red at his suggestion. "Let me go, or Tom will..." Or Tom will what?" he demands. "Tom ain't gonna do nothin', little lady. He's sittin' drunk at the bar, and he isn't gonna miss his whore bride for. Ooohh..."My moaning continued awfully steadily as Steve sucked and nibbled on my tits and nipples. It made me recall what I thought in the bathroom before my Hop.'" ... what I wouldn't give for some of that...", well now I have some of that. In fact I have it all' I actually stepped forward to better feel his erection. It was flattering beyond words. I knew itt was something that could never be.His tongue dug in between my lips and I gave myself to him. I welcomed this intruder in sucking it further into my mouth and pulling his head tighter to mine with my arms that had involuntarily encircled his neck. I realized what I was doing and tried to withdraw but he was too strong. I just enjoyed the kiss with ardor and surprise. When it was over, he began. She didn't know Mr. Clark very well, but she'd had his wife, Megan's older sister, as a teacher in a couple classes back in Spearfish Lake High School days – she was already thinking of them in past tense. She knew he owned Clark Construction, the largest construction company in the area. She knew the company had been started by his grandfather; her father had told her that he also owned a piece of Clark Plywood, the largest employer in town. He was very community oriented, an Emergency Medical.