“And so would I with you,” she agreed.This time, mounting passion was put into their kisses, and Angie moaned softly, accepting Vicky’s probing ...tongue. They broke their embrace only to hold hands and return to Dan.“Wow, do you two know how incredibly beautiful and sensual you looked together?” He complimented, hugging and kissed them.“I think we do,” Vicky grinned, looking at his semi-hard cock.“I want to try with Vicky,” Angie blushed, embracing her and leading her to sit down. Dan sat beside. My head snapped to the right, straining my neck, and the rest of me followed into the dirt. I don't remember falling, so I must have gone down instantly. I hit the ground tummy first with a single bounce, my mouth and nostrils filled with sticky, choking brown powder. One of the little girls behind me screamed. To my left I heard feet pounding from the direction of the other three toughs. I was numbed by a growing wave of sickening fear: Were all four of them going at me? What a stupid thing. There was only one line. It said: "I want to do it with you... on the phone."I shoved my arms between my legs, humping against myself as I curled up in a fetal ball. No question. I was just gonna die!A little while later -- seemed like days -- the phone rang again. Almost in a stupor I answered, "Jean?"She laughed and then in that breathy voice characteristic of her excitement, she said, "You found them. What do you think?" That I've died and gone to heaven. Besides that, I can't think at all.. "Oops!" I thought. She laughed and said, "It's not gonch, it's lingerie. It costs too much to be called gonch and it shouldn't be slept in. I bet your roommate doesn't mind you walking around almost naked."I thought about it and agreed I needed some sleep wear. I asked her what she suggested. She sold me a 2 piece tie-died style set in a smooth polyester satin material. The top was like a tank top but had spaghetti straps. The pants had an elasticized waistband. We chatted while we waited for.