I was terrified he’d tell somebody what he saw but I got a strange thrill from the whole situation. Finally, I whispered, “Hey Alex. Are you awake...?”“Yeah I am,” he whispered back.“Are you going to tell on us?” I asked.“No,” he said and after a long pause. “I’ve tried it too.”“Who did you do it with?”“It was just once with the guy who lives next door.”A few seconds passed and without any idea what I was doing I asked, “Do you want to do it again, with me?”The next thing I remember is Alex’s hand. At this point she pulled the blanket further downward and revealed a pair of red underwear, they looked great on her. She turned her hips around and showed me her perfect ass and looked over her shoulder saying 'This is for you too.' I was beginning to burst out of my shorts at this point even though I felt guilty about all of this. There was something telling me to stop I said, 'Chole look, I think you're very attractive but this is wrong.' She said, 'But I want that in me.' She was pointing. My pussy grew wetter and wetter as I listened to him fuck her. I squirmed my hips. I needed satisfaction. I pressed myself against the stall wall, fighting the urge to masturbate as the hay rustled louder and louder.Greta squeaked and groaned her pleasure. I imagined her large tits jiggling in the bodice of her dress, her face wrinkling as the stable boy fucked her so hard. His ass pumped up and down in my imagination, driving his dick into her blonde-furred muff.“Ooh, yes, just work that dick. I’m staring at a very mad Carl, with Bryan standing behind him.Carl gets in my face and says, “I know you’re the one who called the cops,” he says.I tell him that other people had called before me. That makes him madder.Carl says, “listen to me you ugly retarded mother fucker. My parents took my driver privileges away for a year and I may not get to play football my senior year next year, which means no football scholarship. YOU FUCK UP MY LIFE!” As he slams his fists on each side of my head.