I would have mistaken it for a woman’s in another time and place. It just begged to be railed. I wanted to fuck both her and him.They made periodic ...glances at me, lust glinting in their eyes. It was so hot, how they were literally getting off on me.He grinned at me. He slammed himself into Mistress over and over again, like he was trying to hurt us or break the table. “Fuck, this is so hot,” I muttered. I watched his glistening cock pull all the way out, then plunge back in. The clapping of. I am naked as are the girls. It is hot in that room but I feel cold and scared. Ganda is waiving the knife around. Spit is frothing from Muriel as she speaks back to her mother, and cum is dripping down her leg at the same time. God I hope Ganda does not see that!Then a pause. No one is speaking. No one moves. The knife does not move. Five seconds. Ten seconds. A minute.Ganda is still angry as she spits out a question. Muriel screams back: Hindi! (No!)Ganda spits out another question. Muriel. ”“OK.”I watched her walk down the path, as two more emerged from the woods. I marked them off, collected my tools, then sat back down. I looked at the sheet and the times for the other teams. Then I started doing the math.“What’s up, ami?” François asked as he bounded up onto the porch.“I need some help. Remember how to do reverse bearings?”“Oui.”I passed the map and compass over.“Go find anyone still out there, send them back, quickest.”“You’re concerned?”To say the least. It was a bit after. And if he doesn't pay for it, he has no control." That was cruel not to invite him to the wedding." You do remember it was make believe?" he asked."Yeah," I said, convincing neither of us. "I can't believe you got away with that Exponent ad." By that time his troops were in such disarray he was looking for a way to retreat. He wasn't paying careful attention." I apologize, General. I have to admit I doubted you. I've never seen anyone picked apart so easily and so thoroughly." He thought we.