They started to feel on her and she would look at me like oh shit what the fuck..i smtiled and pretended not to notice. By the end of the night she wa... drunk and they pretended to be drunk. I left the house as me and the guys planned so they can make there move and start to violate my whore of a girlfriend. I had a secrete cam set up recording the whole thing so me and her could watch it in the future.THIS IS HOW IT WENT!the one guy came up to her and said your boyfriend is gone and your still. I was still trying to steal glances at her low cut dress, probably not doing a very good job due to the whiskey sours, having a couple of more over dinner too.As we finished our dinner, Trista asked me if I wanted to join her to do some gambling. I suggested we go back to her room. She laughed and asked why we should do that. I told her that she looked very good and I would love to see her without that dress on. I suggested we make a bet and if she lost I'd get to see her without that dress.. She could get home quicker if she cut through the park, even though it was deserted and a little creepy at this time in the late afternoon.She hesitated as she came to a fairly sheltered part of the park, it was quiet with no one around, and with a quick look around she shrugged her shoulders and entered the little copse."Hello there little girl, aren't you a pretty thing."It was a couple of tramps, setting up for the night by the looks of things, and they were filthy and smelly and Debbie. Well as they approached Kimberly held out a nice cold beer for me. I immediately knew something was up and smiled.Kimberly said, “Dad we need some adjustments made to our bicycles and you are the best dad for the job!”I laughed and said, “Hey wait a minute! Best dad for the job? Does that translate as slang for an easy pushover?”Kimberly laughed and said, “Maybe! Is that all that bad dad?”So I asked, “What kind of adjustments?Karen started by saying, “We want the boys to see our panties when we.