I picked that up too, and threw it on top of my jacket. I left my blouse on for now, it was a little chilly. I walked over to the big man, turned and ...bent over a little, pushing my bare ass at his crotch. 'Okay, then?''Okay,' he said. He pushed me over and with one movement whipped out his cock and plunged it into my cunt. I gasped with pleasure as he pulled my onto him, but my arms floundered for support. A couple of other guys rushed up and grabbed an arm each. A fourth walked around to my. “Is this pressure ok?” she asks, “do you want me to go deeper?”….. “yes, deeper” you reply and open your legs just a touch more. Her hands start to move up and down your thighs and, insanely, you start to hope that they will make their way higher, and touch you….right there. As she gets closer and closer you start to get hot and sweaty, practically ready to come and she asks, “do you want to turn over?” so you do. She places a mask over your eyes, and all of a sudden her hands are on the top. ’ ‘Okay. Bye, Alicia.’ ‘Bye, Ray. See you tomorrow,’ and she walked away. She turned around after about twenty steps and waved. I waved back and said, ‘See ya’.’ I cursed myself for not talking more. Why didn’t I ask what kind of class? Maybe it was good I didn’t say too much. I could have easily blown it and at least I knew I would see her the next day. * * * * * I slept in my apartment that night and even took a shower. I stopped by in the evening to see if the guys paid their rent but it was. Henrietta was nowhere to be found, so she had to tackle things herself. Truth be told, she was used to it, and the cleaning gave her time to do a lot of thinking.She levered the door back into the opening, so that the neighbors wouldn’t see obvious damage. She swept up the debris that Mortimer’s entrance had left coating the floor. She mopped as well, because his entrance had left smears of goose leavings on the floor too. She moved Mortimer’s clothes outside, where the sun would dry them more.