After a couple of minutes Angie decided that she wanted to dance and she got off the table and went looking for the source of the music that she could... hear. There were only a handful of people dancing and Angie joined them. As she danced she thought about what it would be like to be fucked in public. She knew that that was still illegal but she could still dream, maybe she’d get lucky one day and the opportunity would arise.Sat on the floor in one corner drinking, talking and looking at the. Without any hesitation, he asked her to stretch out on the rug if she wanted her back rubbed also particularly her bare back. For an answer, she peeled off her t-shirt, showing her skimpy brassier and awesome cleavage, as she laid face down on the carpet.Dario massaged his way up and down for couple of times and then leaned to rub his moustaches once again on her bare back and asked, “How it felt there”? “No tickle there either”. She answered. Dario trailed back to her neck with his moustaches. It was at an apartment in Belleville and we got there just a little after eight and wouldn't you know that it just had to happen? The first people I saw when we walked in the door were Laura and the guy she had been out with on Thursday night."Oh fuck!" I said."What's the matter?" Robin asked."Them" I said as I pointed to Laura and the guy."You know them?" I know her." You know Miss Piggy?" Miss Piggy?" That's her nickname." Why does she have a nickname like that?" She's a slut. A real pig so. ‘Where did she get that fucked up thought from?’ She struggled to get up, her sobs decreasing slightly. She wiped her tears and nose as she sat on my lap staring at me with guilt swimming in tears. She took a big breath. ‘She said that they-they were arguing about m-me in the car. Th-they weren’t paying attention when they g-got hit. If I had-hadn’t misbehaved th-they would have been pay-paying attention.’ Her sobbing started again, worse than before so I pulled her back down. I was angry,.