No 4×4 or tractor here, just a middle class Volvo estate, complete with ageing accountant and overexcited Collie, and me, of course, sitting quietly ...in the passenger seat, thinking to myself, this was more than just a months neglect. Three houses along this track, the first at the start, where the road was still smooth and well cut, and at the end, the two we were headed for, once a large farmhouse, then split into two separate but joined dwellings for our friends Ric and Renee, and Renee’s. Interior lighting barely existed with possibly one of four lights working and most of that was over the bar. The dark corners of the bar had cushioned corner bench seating where town sluts or hookers serviced their men; bartenders and over-weight waitresses with giant boobs practically spilling out of halter tops looked the other way. Sometimes the bartenders demanded a “tip” from the hookers. As I sat down with my pitcher of beer and dirty glass I realized this bar provided a “public service”. We began to kiss very passionately. High electric current was flowing throughout my body and I pushed my tongue to meet Mehbob’s. Our tongues met and tickled each other. Mehbob had his hand around me and he was pulling me to him as we kissed. I took his earlobe in my teeth and made a biting motion. I was still calm but by now my hands roamed down his chest and over his stomach. I opened his shilwar and it fell down. I was making little sounds of pleasure in the back of my throat as I measured. When he returned he spun the bottle and it landed on me and he asked truth or dare, Dare please. He told me to take off my top and I did but I was not wearing a bra, my nipples were hard and I was now so horny. My turn! It landed on my BF and he wanted a dare, bend over and play with my breasts and suck each nipple, he did and then he spun and it was Randy’s turn, Randy he said why don’t you play with her breasts and kiss her, with a little reluctance Randy moved beside me and started to kiss.