Don’t lie to me.” “Shh, shut up, the entire restaurant can hear you,” she said and stood up. I looked around me. “Who, there is no one her...?” “You are nuts and I am going to leave now, okay, and I need you to get your shit together.” She left and I was so angry that I thought about throwing my coffee cup to the floor. God, she was driving me crazy. Why couldn’t she just accept that she had liked it and that it had been cool? I got up and stomped out of the restaurant and took the elevator. My interrogation continued as I gave the cabdriver her giant trunk. In the space of only a few minutes, she had covered our introductions (“I am Simone to you, Billy, and I am very happy to meet you, my dear”) discovered that I had been drafted into the Army, not volunteered, pried into my history with girls, asked me why my shoulders were so broad, and even advised me on which art museum to visit during my leave. (She much preferred the Rijksmuseum, with its’ Rembrandts, to the Van Gogh. I knew right away I had to do something fast or I'd be without any sex for a good long time. The way they looked at each other I doubt a threesome was even a possibility. This would require drastic action...probably a final action this time. I?ll tell you about the other mess that was created the last time something similar happened, some other time.The boys had planned a hunt to restock the village meat for next week and on the day I lagged behind in the group and slipped away back to Eve's. Second with some more courage started rolling his hands over my arms and some times armpits. I was feeling ticklish an I could feel the wetness in my panties.Second guy also came closer and started rubbing his dick with my thighs. Bobby was pressing my butts making me mad with lust. I don’t know when the first guy hands cupped my boobs. I know it was not possible for him to hold my boobs in single palm so he was using his both palms. Since my boobs are my weakest part of my body so now I.