It didn’t require long, and we were soon on our way out of the area.On the trip back, we moved closer to the Transportation Section’s area, and we... all noticed the smell of fuel.“Damn, that fuel stinks,” Miranda said quietly, as we passed near the area where it was stored. I took in a deep breath and noticed that the smell did seem excessive.“You’re correct. It shouldn’t be that noticeable this late after they closed for the night. Could there be a leak?” I asked just as quietly.“Yes, stinky car. Five of my former friends from the softball team. All of them went to my school. It had finally happened. They would tell everyone in school. It would be all over school that I wore dresses. And it was my own damn fault I let them see me. "I knew it!" said one of them. "I thought I saw a little lipstick on you, once. You really are dressing like a girl. You faggot!" They all laughed. They surrounded me, shouting "faggot", "pansy", "queer". I was so scared, I couldn't move. One of them. ASOU Response Squad vehicle was parked at the curb and a uniformed memberof the Squad witnessed Jennifer tumble from the escape tube. He had beenstationed to prevent Mason and Jennifer from escaping in the event theysomehow evaded the Response Squad in the apartment.He smiled to himself and began unholstering his weapon as he strode overto Jennifer when a passerby sidled up to him and pressed a hand to hisneck. The Squad member collapsed on the pavement. An attractive youngwoman wearing. Everyone was now breathing hard and fast as the music ended. The girls both got up to the groans of their mates, turning around they shoved the men’s shoulders back to the mattress, moved up and after going to their knees they slid their cunts down completely impaling the hard dicks into their holes. All four groaned again as one. Dan began with small moves of his hips, his eyes were locked on Ginger’s fiery emerald eyes, and green sparks issued from them as she responded with little.