" Mr. Experience, huh?" Come on. You're bullshitting me, now off with the pants. Or live with the consequences." What consequences?" Deep in your hear...t you'll know I know that you were chicken." Damn you, Gary!" she gasped and pushed herself off the seat, and with some difficulty, pulled off her pantyhose."Now the thingy," he said."Thingy? You mean my thongy?" Whatever, take 'em off."Joan pushed herself up again and peeled off her thong."Here, I'll take them," Gary said. Without thinking, she. She now wondered why they had brought her to this old oily and smelly garage.She then spotted the old dirty mattress laid on the floor and her heart now sank.June now knew exactly what they wanted from her.She really did consider trying to make a run for it or screaming for help.But deep down she knew she just had to get this over with.And afterwards hopefully he would leave her alone from then on.June now had her head hung low and she said to them both in a low voice.“What do you want me to. I turned back to look at the girl on the shore. She was shading her eyes with her hand. Her mother was pointing to us and telling her something. She jumped into the water as Manfred spoke up again."What happens when... ," Manfred began awkwardly. "I mean... um... what do you do if your... uh... it has a mind of its own, you know? Do you ever have problems with..." Manfred asked.I turned back to him and he was blushing now. I couldn't figure out what he was talking about."Problems with girls?". He's always pulling up my top a bit claiming his hands are cold wanting to put them under my tits to warm them. He's always pulling on the drawstring of my scrubs. He even rubs or gives my ass a little squeeze. I never scold him but never let him get too far. Johns always asking me to help him out. Teasingly I'd ask with what?You give me a hardon. Even under your scrubs I can tell you've got a hot body made for fucking.I like hearing that he thought I was hot, a good fuck. My old boyfriend was.