”“That’s better. Now, I want to play with those little tits,” His hands on each side of the small incision that he had just made. In one swift... motion he tore the shirt in half, exposing the frilly lace pink bra that Sara had worn especially for him. He took the scissors and cut the front of the bra right in half with one snip. Sara whimpered, but did not say anything. The bra hung down by her bound wrists, unable to be taken off completely. Mr. Rostand opened his mouth wide, taking one of her. I like to be at the edge of a circle pit because there’s some girls that are paying too much attention to not getting hurt to notice what someone is doing behind them. I got behind this cute girl with a medium sized, firm round ass. She had dirty blond hair, loose gym style shorts a black tank top with small tits and she was about 19 years old. We were both facing the circle pit and the stage was behind us. We were at a slight angle and our right shoulder was pointing towards the stage to be. I dozed off in a few minutes with Joy breathing softly in my ear.I awoke the next morning with Joy sound asleep next to me. I got up and after my ablutions, fixed us some breakfast of "grits" and leftover rabbit.About the time the food was finished, Joy came walking into the kitchen. "Fred, it is work to try to get you regenerating. I am not sure that I am finished. It might take a few more days."That's okay Joy, you aren't a noisy sleeper," I answered.She smiled.After two more nights of Joy. "If I was dating you would know all about it of course."Zoe was still worried about the abuse evident on her friend's breasts and had one more try at getting to the bottom of it. "Um, Alison, has your father actually touched you sexually, you know like, for real?" No!" Alison responded quickly, too quickly Zoe thought. "But I do think about it a lot and wish he would maybe try something with me." The flat, almost dead, tone in which Alison said these words belied their truth. "Some of the other.