We were the only group that even attempted to make it to the armory. In hindsight, it would probably have been far safer to just stay where we were......��“That’s a relief,” I sighed. Some of my good friends had been separated from me during the chaos, it was good to know that they hadn’t been caught in the open. I couldn’t wait to relay our story to them, they had missed one hell of a party. “There was something else that I wanted to ask you about, sir,” I added. “You said that you’d heard about. I'm laughing but I can't help instinctively wrapping my legs around his waist. I do the unfathomable and I kiss him hard. I stop myself so I can take him in. We’re both in shock and he can't take his eyes away from my lips. I whisper so sweetly, “Just go with it.” I kiss him again. I’ve been carrying this little torch for him the past ten years and now we're making out on my sofa. How fucking unreal is this? I feel his hands under my t-shirt now, touching and cupping my breast. I’m moaning into. She'd gotten older, but the boys stayed the same age. It was his first, of course. That was no surprise. But there wasn't much need to tell him what to do, and that was a relief. Jess-Belle put her arms behind her head and relaxed, letting him kiss and suck each of her breasts. Now and then his teeth would get in the way. He was rough and clumsy, but she didn't mind. When his hands found the spot between her thighs he didn't seem to know quite how to go ahead, so she showed him. She could feel. The room, as you might expect, was predominately made up of men, yet I was surprised to see a few females scattered amidst their number.The auctioneer was talking. In my dream-like state I was hardly aware of the words he spoke. Bids were already being placed. I was a commodity, a thing to be exchanged for money and it appeared that money was prepared to be willingly traded for me.I stood stock still as the auctioneer order my gown removed. I felt the two neat bows on my shoulders slip, and.