The girls agreed to go with them too.They went to Fred s apartment, took off their coats, and joined a crowd of young people already partying there. T...hey did what young people usually do at such parties. They ate pizza, drunk wine, then martini, then smoke pot, then drunk vodka and tequila. By 1 pm they all became very drunk. A few drunk girls started undressing themselves and danced nude and started doing blowjobs to the guys.Fred bent to Linda s ear, nibbled it with his lips and then. Then the guy unclips the front of her bra and pulls it aside. Her naked tits are exposed. There is a sort of collective sigh as the bra falls way, and hands reach out.She is crying, now, as her pupils take turns at feeling her bare tits - and then she feels a hand going up her leg."No! Please!" she protests, but it's way too late for that. Hands pull the front of her skirt up and her brief black panties are revealed. She knows that stray curls of her dark forest of pubic hair are peeping out. She had put them on and was barely able to walk, let alone the thought of dancing in them? She was higher and more precarious than ever protesting to CJ as she had always been somewhat of a klutz. But the longer she wore them the easier and more comfortable they became. She was however starting to have some reservations? He had asked the girls to do one more thing, and that was, to add some very bright red lip stick. This would leave her bold, gaudy looking, and make her look even more like a. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet with tears. She went back to working on her soup, wordlessly."What did I do wrong, Momma? He jus' wanted to feed his horse. You always taught us to be..." Seth stopped. He could see that his mother was not listening."What in heaven's name is a rebel soldier, dressed like a farmhand, doing in our backyard on a Sunday morning?" Seth's mother turned to the boy. "Soldiers can't go around out of uniform, Seth. That's wrong; it's spying. Old Miss Vidy told me.