”“You mean we take her out for drinks, clubbing, parties?” asked Karen.“Yes.”“Sounds good to me,” said Jessica, and the others nodded wi...th wry smiles: Jessica was a sucker for clubbing and parties, in fact she was a sucker for any activity where she could meet men, with whom she had a reputation as another kind of sucker.“We could start tonight,” Kathy said. “We were all meeting at the Griffin anyway, then we were going to Karen and Ryan’s for a bit of dancing.”Susan lost no time, and with. Whatever, the drunker the better!About 3 shots in to the night and Jane revealed herself as a very flirtation individual! Her hands were soon around my waist trying to get me to dance with her. She was very pretty and I love dancing so I agreed. As we were dancing I began to feel up and down her thighs, squeezing them at random intervals, they felt amazing between my fingers! Some rap song was on so we started to bump and grind, I pushed her head down and was in standing doggy as she wiggled. ..calling her a slut and a cunt and nothing but a fuckpig. Strangely this egged her on. She loved being insulted. She groaned and scooped the cum up and looked into his eyes and licked in off her hand. Jim said.."Rob said to ask you if you still want picked up early" Not yet" she giggled with the dirtiest laugh imaginable. "Ok, he says he'll pick you up at 8.in the morning. He expects you to be very very dirty". She replied...."Ok....who's next " and she pushed herself to the edge of the bed. ‘Now I’m probably going to fall and hurt myself before I get off this damned mountain.’ She had no sooner said that when she slipped and twisted her ankle. ‘Now what am I going to do?’ She asked herself as she rubbed her bruised ankle. Tears pooled from her blue eyes, running down her cheeks. She rested her head on her hands and cried, her chest heaving with her sobs. She sat there for a moment longer as the rain started coming down harder. When she started up the trail, there were only a.