“Oh go fucking kill yourself”, I thought to myself, and the knocking stopped as if by magic. I was to tired to comment on this stroke of luck howe...er, and I quickly fell back asleep. When I awoke, I had no idea how long it had been. No sunlight was coming in the windows, and I was so hungry that I was worried I was going to pass out. I swung my legs out of bed, and stopped suddenly. My legs, which had been fairly skinny before, were now perfect. Muscled, pale and hairless, they bore little. I was aroused by the fucking and yet quite upset. How could anyone cheapen themselves like that? What about their shame?And yet, I felt my vagina freely releasing her wetness. My own modesty betrayed me as I sat fascinated by the spectacle happening around me. I saw a girl with a penis in her vagina, while she sucked on another man’s manhood. My boyfriend was still fucking the slut. Another man had his face between his girlfriend’s legs, licking her vulva. Sanity prevailed and I stumbled out. Then he did it again, stroking about half his shaft in and out of her. Betty's head descended and found one of Stacy's delicate pink nipples. It was hot and swollen and begging to be sucked. Betty didn't let it beg long. As she locked on like a suckling infant, she also brought the vibrator back into play, pressing it against Stacy's clit.Stacy was calling out her passion again, head back, mouth open and sweat beginning to cover her over-heated body. The sight of her pussy stroking along. “What the fuck.” I yelled aloud to nobody. Now I heard the voice clearly in my mind telling me to get out of my car and observe. My body felt as though it was a fire, my thoughts were processing at lighting speed. I felt now as though I lost control of all motor function in my body; I was just a passenger in my own body.My body took me to the edge of the highway, looking out over at a field between to small wooded areas. The voice in my head spoke one word, ‘Observe.’I watched, feeling as.