I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t want strangers doing that.” She looked over her shoulder at me. “It would be kind of nice to think you were imagining m...e when you did.” I smiled back at her. Her mind was going someplace different than I could imagine.She stood and turned to give me her profile, then grabbed the chair behind her, imitating the beach pose.“Would you like to take my picture,” she asked.“I hadn’t thought about it before. Would you like that?” She nodded slowly. “I have a nice camera but we. On nearing them one of the group very loudly said to his group of pals,”Here lads, get a looksie at that! Fuckin’ hell! Check the fuckin’ legs on that horny bitch out. Look at the length of skirt on the sexy fucker!”This was followed by more loud comments all relating to my legs and the shortness of my skirt. Jim squeezed my hand as we passed them, slowing our walk down so that I could be viewed properly by these horny teens.When we were within about two to three feet away from them, one of the. ’ ‘Okay, you can’t join.’ ‘Okay, I’ll get out of it. At 4, seven girls came over to her door. She wore tight shorts and a t-shirt with no bra, just like they did. When they walked in, Monique said, ‘Okay bitch, let’s get into the bathroom.’ They did, cramming in. ‘Get into the tub.’ She did as she was told. Then Monique pulled down her shorts and panties. The other girls did the same. They squatted over Alyson. She was frightened of what was to happen. Just then, all the girls started pissing. We stood outside talking more, while I was desperately trying to work up the courage to kiss her. I had a weak plan in mind, and I went with it. As we were taking and laughing I would take a step forward towards her. When we were laughing at something particularly hilarious, I wrapped my arm around her waist. Before I could lose my nerve, I moved my hand to her hip, brought my free hand to her other hip, and move down to her level. I paused briefly before her, our lips inches apart to see if.