I've never touched beer, s it cant be that. It seemed way too early for my alarm clock. So I stuck my hand out from under my blanket and started slamm...ing it where I thought my clock was.No result.Could it be? But who could be stupid enough to be calling now? I started to feel around for my phone. If my parents got woken up by this, I'm going to have to change stupid to suicidal. Finally I found it. Talk to me. I mumbled."This is Tiffany. I need a favor." O.K., I won't kill you tomorrow for. There was no other answer. Anyway, this gave her time to recover from everything else that had happened, even though the position she was in made her legs ache. The mattress bucked beneath her. She could sense that there was more than one man there.At first she tried to keep count, but gave it up almost immediately. It was impossible to tell how many men there were, except that there were many. There was a lot of panting and grunting. In her mind’s eye she saw them, wanking over the funnel as. There wasn't even a scar – just a little redness."Same target, darling?" Frank asked, candidly. Tanya spread her sexy legs and began rubbing her burnt-bare pussy with her hand."I want you to put it right on my clit," she said, huskily. Her body was shaking. Her belly twitched as she came. "I'm coming just thinking about it!" Well, try to hold still," Frank admonished her. He dipped the little glass wand into the bottle and drew it back out, carefully watching the single drop of noxious liquid. ." Yeah I have actually. I've always wondered what it'd be like." "Yeah, me too."At around 8:45 at night we got back to our cabin from all of camp activities."Dude, today was so much fun." Stephen said to me"I know. I couldn't have asked for a better day!" Me either!"It's around 9:30 at night and we're laying in our beds"Hey, Jake, can I tell you something?" Yeah, sure man, what's up?" "Well, I kind of, have a foot fetish" Oh... well everyone likes different things I guess." Yeah... but.