She was looking down with a kind of slight frown."Well ... from this angle..." she trailed off, and I followed her eyes. You really couldn't see much,...with my legs held together at the knees by my boxers and the shadow cast by my thighs."Oh, right..." I said, and kicked my shoes off, then slid my boxers and pants down over one foot so my legs were now free. I lifted them back onto the couch and turned to face Savannah, drawing my feet in close and letting my knees sink down out on either side,. ..I don't think she can ID us! NO NAMES!" Her titties are bigger than mine" the lone husky female voice says. "C'mon, I want her first"! says yet another new male voice."NO! says the one who I assumed to be Ray and may be the driver of the mysterious van. "She needs a woman's gentleness to be made ready!" Why thank you darlin,"says the female voice made scratchy from apparently too much smoking.My body is at a loss what to do...I cannot fight it and something inside me is bathing me in a warm,. The house was old enough but the appliances hadn't been upgraded yet. So, maybe forty years old.My brain went on like this, ignoring the feeling to bolt. Refusing to tally facts over fantasy. The beer went down as I sat there. My erection now gone, I had to pee. Heading for the bathroom I could hear her talking to Tommy, “Do you like John?” I felt a quiver. On my way back from the bathroom I noticed Tommy's room was dark and the master bedroom light was on, the door ajar. I peeked in and saw. " She paused for a few seconds then look at me."They all want to do is fuck anything in a skirt and then marry a virgin, well it's not bloody fair." I put a comforting arm around her."Sorry sis, it's just their hormones raging," I said."Yeah right," she said, "don't they understand that if I give in to them, my rep is shot, I'll be labelled a easy lay, a slut, oh fuck." She lay up against me for several minutes."What I want is a secret lover," she said somewhat brighter, "you know someone to.