I quickly shimmied out of my tight jeans and sighed as I felt relief from the restricting garment. If I could I think I would go around naked all the ...time, clothes are so annoying. It had been hot today and a thin sheen of sweat covered my body. I turned on my fan and lay back, stripping off my shirt and bra. I shivered slightly as I felt the cool air hit my pussy full on. I never wore underwear and so my lower half was bare and the fan was aimed right toward it. A shudder went through my body. I crawled forward but realised that, no matter what I felt like callingher, they thought I was broken, so that was how I had to act. I kissedher boots, then looked up to her face, trying to look right through herand show no recognition."Ah, my little 3174," she smiled at me, "what have we called you? Ohyes, I thought Millie the Maid would be most appropriate," With thatshe nodded to Ms. Eden who pulled the plaster off of my new tattoo. Ididn't have to look to know the name of 'Millie' had. The two shared a large quilt and giggled as they made themselves comfy. From my vantage point, I stared up between their bent legs and straight into the string that disappeared up their ass cracks and between their pussy lips. The redhead had some flaming bush (no pun intended) curling around the elastic of her dainty 'eyepatch' of a bottom, but the blond looked to be freshly shaven.I stroked my manhood several times as they began working lotion on themselves, then playfully on each other. . I have to admit, the thought of watching a woman having sex with an animal, didn’t really appeal to me and actually in my minds eye, seemed pretty nasty. All I kept picturing in my mind was a dirty, smelly barn yard animal fucking a woman, which didn’t seem sexy to me at all. Several of my friends were asking me to go with them as their husbands were pressuring them and they wanted the support. So John and I signed up for the show.The night of the show I was surprised to find the ballroom of.