I felt hot, flushed as they said hello to us, Clare smiled as she undid her top, slipped it off and removed her bra, totally uninhibited. I undressed,... the guys went through leaving us to finish undressing.“Nice cocks”“Did you like them Clare?”“Hmmm, verry tasty.”I was jealous already and we hadn't got inside yet. Going in to the bar area it was obvious the women were well outnumbered, men were everywhere, only a handful of girls. Clare followed me through to the Jacuzzi, passing guys on the. She sparkled, and everyone was attracted to her. She also had the most fetching dimples Laura had ever seen."You look just like Stephanie Seymour, you know," she told Laura."I've been told." I met her once. She was flying with that rock star she used to live with, the one she later sued for beating her. She was gorgeous. Every guy on the plane looked like he wanted to eat her alive." She leaned close, and Laura could smell her delicious smell. "Some of them are looking at you that way too." And. The one door was of thick wood and was unyielding, and the only window was barred. The bathroom had no door. Other than the cot the room was quite bare of furnishing. The steel cot was screwed to the floor. As I was crawling about the room I suddenly realised that I was wearing pyjama and shirt and not the loose pant and T shirt I had on. My only possession, a small purse with six dollars in notes and quarters, was missing. I sat down on the cot. I was feeling hungry. I was sure there was. Margie was breathing hard, so excited was she, and I admit that my own heart was beating rapidly. Suddenly, she gave a gasp, "he's coming this way," she exclaimed with a tinge of fright in her voice.I gave a half a glance, and could see that he'd moved of the way towards us, and was again watching our performance. I kept alternately mauling her tits, then her open thighs, then her gaping cunt, occasionally moving so that I could give her long, passionate kisses.I again looked across at him,.