She started with her tits, rubbing them seductively and squeezing them together. She was surprised to find her nipples were hard. She continued this f...r a few moments, and then ran her hands down her flat hard stomach and around her narrow hips. She turned so her back was facing everybody and stuck her ass out as she ran her hands over the skin tight mini skirt. She rubbed her ass for a few moments, sticking it out even further."Holy hell, could you imagine splittin' that ass?" Grady asked his. "Orcs!" you shouted out, recognizing them by their description. "The man-flesh awakes! But is it a tark? Or a strawhead?" their leader hissed at the others.Its companions looked at you with a hint of fear, but mostly with cruel intentions. The words rang familiar to you.You were in the world Tolkien came up with. Lord of the Rings...Sauron, Galadriel, and all the others. And that's where you find yourself now, in a tree, surrounded by Orcs who have god-knows-what in store for. We both are. I shouldnt be thinking things like that. I shouldnt even be here. But it felt so good being in his arms, and it felt right in a unexpected way. It felt genuine. Christine, you are so beautiful and sexy he panted, seeming to sense my reluctance. I want to see your body. Will you show it to me? I didnt reply at first, but I was powerless to say no. And the more I thought about it, the more I actually wanted to show it to him. I finally nodded against his head in anticipation. . ..”Johnson, who was black, interrupted her again, “How can you know anything about injustice? You’re white.”Gary interrupted him, “No you’re wrong Mr. Johnson. Ms. Campaneris isn’t just white, she’s Italian, and they’ve certainly had their share of mistreatment.”Johnson replied, “Yeah but not like black people. We were...”Gary interrupted him again, “Yeah we all know, Jim Crow and before that slavery. Only American Indians have had it worse, but I think Carolyn, I mean Ms. Campaneris is.