I dragged Cal to the elevator with me, trading glances with each other until the door slid open and we entered. Once inside our lips met again and hi...s hand slid down behind me and hiked up my dress. He ran his strong hand over my bottom and then around to the front zeroing in on the warmth of my bush. I arched back and into the wall and let his fingers slip into me. I was in ecstasy at the feeling of this strange man's fingers in me. I could easily have allowed myself to cum as his thumb. ....ohhhh fuck I'm cumming!" and I began to fuck Carol harder while Vanessa began to cum. She was bucking, and lifted her hips up, as Carol was rubbing hard, and beginning to moan louder herself. "AHHhhhhhhhh! She screamed, and slowly lowered her hips back down on the bed, and blushed. I already knew she'd squirted on Carol's face. Then Carol moved her hands away from Vanessa and put them on the be as she threw her head back and said "OOhhhhh my god, Scott--Fuck me harder!" Well, she didn't. From balconies and windows, eyes stared at the girl, her hair disheveled and strewn with hay, her cheeks tinged with grime. She ignored the staring strangers and marched to the train station.Up to this point, the girl really had no idea of where she was going. She only knew that she had to get away from her home, from the wrath of the elders. Now, as she stared at the train schedule, she began to contemplate her destination. Imperial Russia and Moscow. She shook that one off; the Russians. We were sorority sisters at the same school. We all graduated in the same year. This bastard seems to be taking these women in alphabetical order according to their maiden names. I'm next on the list." Tracy smiled grimly. "Tell me I'm just being paranoid, Doc." Uh, no. I don't think I can do that, Tracy. Would you mind starting from the very beginning?"Tracy sighed again. "I first became aware of what was going on about the middle of last year," Tracy began. "Our sorority maintains a web site.