I'm going to eat my breakfast while it's hot. Let me get you some coffee so you can drink it and ask me questions while I eat. Keep the questions simp...e so I can eat okay. What do you want in your coffee?"The reporter said black, so I got him a mug of my fresh coffee then came out with my plate and coffee and started eating.He asked me a bunch of questions that were basically confirming what had been on the police report. I was almost done eating when my cell phone started ringing.I went inside. Fawn shook her head. Was I a weirdo for liking this? “So, why are you even here?”“You wouldn’t understand,” she said, despondently. This wasn’t the place to ask why, so I changed the subject. “Am I as big a mess as you are?” She nodded, and giggled. I looked into the mirrored wall across the gym, Fawn and I were indeed a mess. Topless and drenched in cum. The white material really stood out in my black hair.“Hey, why don’t you two lick each other clean?” someone asked.Several of the men came to. "Wonderful. I noticed you didn't line your lips. Do you need help withthem?" I've just never done it before." Why don't you just step down to the ladies' room and freshen them up.Then make some coffee when you get back." Yes ma'am," I said, heading out the door. The ladies' room was crowded. Ellen, Lynn, and two women I hadn't met. Acouple were chatting, and others were checking their makeup. I found myway to a stall."Remember, sit!" called Cindy, prompting giggles from the others.I emerged,. The bits of hair, small but in clumps, would tumble to the top of my breasts and then hang there.I was captured with the image of this and could see the tips of my breasts rise and fall with each breath. Aunt Rose was humming a little tune as she worked and kept pulling my head up until I felt a crack on the back of my head with the comb, “Now set still Laura, we need to get this done or we will be late.”It was not a painful rap from the comb, but it reinforced in my mind that Aunt Rose,.