There was an angry red scar that ran from below his right shoulder blade to his side ending at the ribs. It looked recently healed. She wondered about... it and felt compassion for the pain he must have suffered because of the wound. He turned towards the house and she stepped back from the window to avoid being seen. She didn't want him to think she was spying on him. Turning away from the window she resumed her search for coffee.James caught a quick glimpse of movement at the window and just. Katrina nearly fainted as she realised that she was going to get her other fantasy, and was a little scared too, after all, a gang bang was something serious and she hoped she could handle it. As she lay on the table, she felt hands all over her, rubbing, caressing, tweaking until she was pulled up off the table. She was held in mid air as she could hear someone climb on the table. Next, she was lowered back down and she felt the heat of a body below her as she lay on her back on top of another. We were the only ones in the row and he took it as an opportunity to touch me, I slightly jumped as his hand slowly ran up my leg, eventually brushing on the side of my underwear. I took a sip of my drink and had some popcorn, pretending to ignore his hand slowly stroking me. Nobody around seemed to notice so I continued to let him do it, slightly gasping as he put his fingers inside my underwear and felt me. He used his other hand to eat popcorn and watched the movie, slowly moving his fingers. “You said only one freebee a day.”She just about screamed at him, offering her money to expose herself, like she was as stripper.She had to take a deep breath, before she talked to him. I can’t get him pissed at me, this would only make her life worse. “I am not selling looks at my titties.”“Sorry,” he said with a twisted grin, “How about $25?”She just stuck her tongue out at him trying to make light of it.“Is that an offer?” he asked.She just ignored him and went back to work.She slipped into.