I wanted to get a closer look at what was going on but I wanted to remain undetected, she didn’t appear in danger but even if she was there was a pa...t of me that wanted to watch how this would play out, like I said Emma was the type of girl who could fight for herself, make a scene and scream if she was being attacked, but I didn’t even see her move away when this man was touching her ass.I sneaked out of the petrol station doors walked down the side of the building, found some bins and sat. She began to wonder if couples came to watch the show as a kind of foreplay. The thought of being on stage and somehow facilitating all of these bedroom liaisons, of titillating men and women to a point where they had to fuck each other’s brains out the second they got home… she had to admit it was something of a turn-on all by itself. Again, she snapped out of this absurd fantasy, and Rebekah returned with a third round of cocktails. Another bad showtune from Miss Appropriate, and then Emma’s. One-thirty. Another hour Dad will be here. I think I'll have a tea and chocolate scone.I go to the small, quaint coffee shop that is in the middle of the shopping centre. Dad knows he'll be meeting me here anyroad. Not busy at all. I order some breakfast tea and a homemade scone. It takes about five minutes to prepare the scone but it is warm, delicious and floury. I've never really had scones much. Mum's made lemon ones but the sugar was missing from the recipe. So they didn't turn out well.. She sniffed it, licked a drop of pre-cum off the head, kissed it and then sucked it all in her mouth. Seemed that was all she wanted to do.Quickly she got her bikini back on and said we first had to go to the pool to look for someone.It only took her a few seconds to find who she wanted before pulling me back toward the club. I watched her get into a pow-wow with two thirty-something teachers. Both women turned angry nearly instantly. When the girl pointed to me, they were up and charging.