For one thing it was in that part of the city known as "Niggertown" and for another the place looked like a seedy dump. I pulled over, parked, and the...n watched as Jillian and Marge got out of the car and went inside. I settled back to wait and see what happened.I'd been sitting there about half an hour when a cop car came slowly down the block. I saw the cop on the shotgun side take a good look at me as they went by and I was not really surprised when they came back by thirty minutes later and. Just try not to look!” I helped Romy put some clothes on and called an ambulance and her parents to tell them the bad news.After yesterday events I went to visit her at the hospital.“Hey Romy how is it going with your leg? It looked really bad yesterday”“Hey Matt I’m doing pretty good but the doctors said I broke my lower leg so I have to rehabilitate for 6 weeks”“Really? That means we won’t see each other for a few weeks. I hoped we could practice more together”“We could still spend more time. I left Biltee and Cowta in charge of the whole group for now. In my opinion it would be too much time to let the women back at their camp stay under the control of the remaining guards, so George moved me and my mates near it. He told me during the trip the guards there were still in their sleeping furs, but that most of the women were up and cooking.We filtered into camp with my mates leading the way. As they came upon the women they used the universal sign for silence, a shushing finger over. . eventually clothing came off (the lodge was pretty warm). Most of our discussion was conducted wearing our lingerie, and eventually even that came off. Somehow our mutual interest had so quickly developed into friendship, then attraction (we all WERE very attractive ladies) and finally became LUST. Admiring strokes and caresses became kisses, then much more. We sampled each other in all possible ways, all possible combinations, everything you would think of . . . and probably more. I think it.