She was mad and asked what Bill had said. "Nothing - but he likes Betsy and I like you". "Give me about 15 minutes and then go upstairs to my room wit...h Bill". I waited about 20 minutes and then told Bill "hey let's go see what the girls are doing". When we went up the stairs Megan's bedroom door was slightly ajar so we walked in. There was Betsy spread eagle on the rug with Megan eating her pussy. Betsy saw us and screamed. Megan told her "you told me you like my brother so now's your chance to. My nipples were hard in the cool night air and were clearly visible through the thin fabric of the dress. As I felt the cool breeze on my nether region, I was reminded of how dangerously short the dress was. And that I was not wearing panties. I could see the goosebumps forming on my tan upper thighs which glistened in the dim light of the moon.I looked back up at my father who was still staring me down like a predator looks at its prey. He reached down and adjusted himself in the leg of his. They all made sure they had squeezed her breasts a few times, pinched her nipples and even had felt her pussy, one of them even said, "Crap, she is as dry as a desert in there!" Duh," Sylvia thought. She sure hadn't been feeling aroused or excited when she had been standing here in the hot sun. And those three soldiers didn't do anything to her, except from making her feel bad about the whole situation she was in.The soldiers then started to untie Sylvia. They first untied her feet and then her. He looked down his nose at me. ‘That boyfriend of yours is not happy with you either. I’M not happy with you.’ ‘Like I care. I believe the man in the bed has something to say to you. You’re supposed to be questioning him, not bullying me.’ Dylan gave a disdainful sniff and turned toward the bed. His partner, silent and standing in the corner viewed me with amusement. She had laughing eyes as they traveled back to my cousin. A question suddenly came into them as she watched her partner talk.