[20:16] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Sat there with joint now held between pursed lips. She observed the two and the unfinished words. The Mayor being brought up had a frown etch to her face. She didn't much care for the man, he had stolen her darlings from her. But words of wise advice would be shared with the two "If you would like to succeed in the bedroom, perhaps you need to learn to speak te words you both hold back so harshly" she gave a little smile then. "the Mayor is easy to deal with, with the correct words too" she informs them both of such. "he is a man with more words and less violence....unless he has books. Stay away from his books" she had a very serious look to her face then. She partook in the conversation as though she were invited to it. Attention is drawn to the mans shirt and she would offer advice unknown that he had been thinking of the situation "if you rub dish soap all over this and then let it soak in, it may come out in the wash. Perhaps you need lessons on hygiene" she sees the keys offered to her then and her

---- And so it began innocently enough...--

[20:36] John Colton (johncolton) blinked as the Green Fairy began giving him advice, staring at her while she bounced to the topics and spoke of the Mayor and the bedroom and everything else inbetween. Once she was moving with the key, he'd simply remain where he was seated. He gave the key to the truck away quite often. One day it would bite him in the ass. Someone was going to defecate in the ice cream or something of the sort. He had no words to say the green fairy. He was still grappling with her actually being real at this moment. No one truly was as strange as her, he found himself to be strange but her? She was like a downright vision of a mental break. He'd clean his face for a moment more and then toss the filthy towelette to the side and into the road. Watching it roll and bounce in silence. Grace's finger tips rolling against the the back of his hands, drew his attention back. His brows knitting together. Her using his name and not calling him cowboy had struck him. She atleast had not called him Johnny, only one person
[20:36] John Colton (johncolton): called him that and that relationship was complicated and he was tired of dancing around it. The words that came forward made him stare at her for a long moment. The words of loving Karn were what he didn't want to hear. His face showing the blow. Almost as is qualifying his thoughts they he had not spoken. The followed up words kept him from standing up and then the words of fighting for it. For him. He stayed sitting as he thought about the question, leaning back slightly more into the truck as it seemed to be escaping him, but he added it up to him slipping towards the ground, "Grace. That's just a silly question. But.." He trailed off as the truck seemed to be slipping away again, he'd turn and realize it was starting to roll away and he swung around on the ground, his ass acting like a pivot as he pulled away from Grace. He hated this truck, but he wasn't about to let it go rolling down the road and him or Grace being punished for it crashing into anything. He'd throw himself to his feet and begin to
[20:36] John Colton (johncolton): sprint towards the back, hoping it didn't gain enough momentum to squash him from what he was about to do. He sought to get towards the back and grab the door hand and start pushing to try and stop the barely moving truck from careening down the road. His words flying from his lips, "Grace! The brakes! Get the brakes!" He'd forgotten the woman in the front and still pictured her as a fairy, just simply bumbling around making his life full of wisdom and more trouble.

[20:46] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Was oblivious to the enitre situation of truck rolling backwards. What did catch her eye would be a little red shiny bead at the far corner on the floor. Greedy hand would reach out suddenly to try to snatch it up, this causing her to stumble and fall, stomach landing on hand break causing her to let out a little scream. It hurt! She managed to stick herself into the position of legs on passenger seat kicking around with torso on break and face smooshed on the floor next to the break pedal. She was indeed, in a rather awkward situation all because of a shiny. Had she any idea that the vehicle was moving, she would have panicked, but for now she was merely in an awkward position she needed to get out of. Her own knife strapped to her thigh managed to press into the flesh of her leg as she kicked around and so another little scream came from her. All of her movement perhaps didn't help Johns battle to save the truck!

[20:54] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) remained with eyes closed and forehead resting heavily in her palm as she waited with breath practically held for his retort. As his name had struck him, so her name from his lips struck her, the use of names always feeling too harsh, too alien, like when your parents used your full name when you got in trouble as a child, it never boded well to her. She waited in silence for him to finish the but, not realizing how tightly she had closed her eyes in fear, her whole body tensed for his answer, but it never came. The lack of answer finally drawing her eyes open and up towards where he had been, just in time to watch his fleeing body as he sprinted towards the back of the truck. Shell shocked, it took her a few minutes to realize what was happening, only belatedly seeing that the truck was slowly rolling back. She struggled to push herself up, the tight fitting skirt and the break-neck heels were hardly accommodating to quick sprints. The little fashionable spikes on the edges of her shoes caught on
[20:54] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): to her hosiery, ripping a long jagged line into the stockings, as she scrambled up from the ground, rear indeed covered in a black smudge of road dirt. Hearing him call out to her, she was already on it, tripping as she tried to get the heels beneath her and run towards the front of the truck. Pausing for only a moment as she contemplating letting the truck roll away and wreck in a strange moment of retaliation against the Urharts. But she shook her head, belatedly realizing that John still had the keys and would bear the brunt of the mistake. So she raced to catch up with the departing truck, faced with the other woman ass up in the truck. She tried to edge around her, but she was completely wedged over the brake. Eyes wide, she panicked for what to do. Finally just throwing herself forward, she stepped into the truck, toes barely getting purchase on the inner step, she basically had to lay herself over top the other woman, not trusting that her arm was long enough to reach if she just planted her
[20:54] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): face into Lauren's rear and went for it. She mounted the other woman from behind, curving her pelvis and hips over Lauren's posterior, fitting as the big spoon over the much more petite woman as she wrapped her arm around Lauren's waist, in a weird sort of lover's embrace as she fought to reach the brake Russo was toppled over. Groping a breast accidentally, she panickedly pushed at the tit as it got in the way then continued to fish blindly for the brake, finally getting her small palm over the knob, she pulled on said knob almost violently, causing her to buck into the woman beneath her, for any passerby she would probably appear to be railing the other woman in the ice cream truck for all to see, but she thankfully got the brake back into position, the sudden halt rocking the truck and causing her to lose her precarious balance and topple completely over the other woman, stuck ass up wrapped front to back over Lauren.

[21:00] John Colton (johncolton) was fighting against Newton's first law of motion and losing. He was taking several steps back and throwing his arms against the the back of the truck in an attempt to stop it before it rolled backwards too far. His shoulders and arms already hurting, he wasn't the hulk that was for certain. The quick rapid steps followed by him lunging forward arms pressing the truck back over and over. He didn't know what else could possibly be going on upfront, but he didn't have time to look. A last ditch effort crossing his mind as he knew there was no way just slamming into the truck was enough to stop it if the woman in the front was rocking it back and forth. He spun in place, threw his arms open wide and sought to dig his heels into the pavement, hoping his boots would catch and slow it down. It was either that or the car that was quickly approaching parked on the side was going to be the thing holding him together should the truck gain more speed. The cowboy had done many things, but never attempted to stop an
[21:00] John Colton (johncolton): ice cream truck from going rampant. His eyes fixated on the car as they seemed to be drawing closer and closer. This was going to hurt, his heels digging in harder when suddenly the truck lurched to a stop. Newton betrayed him. He was still in motion and lacked an external force to stop him and thus went toppling down face first, the next to betray him was gravity. His arms extended out at his sides, coming around to wrap around his face as he went skidding against the pavement like football player having been tackled hard. His hands covering his face and being scratched and cut as they drug across the pavement. Then silence. He heard no crash, nothing rolling past him. His own mind reeling, he had done it! He had stopped the truck, but then why was he on the ground and not still holding it? His victory short lived as the road rash on his arms sank in.

[21:09] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Was struggling to get up until suddenly the weight of another body dropped on top of her. Her eyes widen as she feels the movement and of course the pressure of tits on her back. It all made sense now! The mood had passed for the female because she wanted Lauren not John. She had no idea of what was happening outside of the truck but right now she could feel some rather sexual moves being placed upon her. She had offered assistance before so perhaps the female was now showing her need for it. Her boob is roughly grabbed and the womans body thrust into her. She suddenly forgets the shiny red bead for Grace now needed her full attention. As she moved around on her Lauren would reach round behind her and attempt to yank Grace's skirt up past her curvaceous bottom. Hand then running down the womans thigh to rub uppon her leg. She does with she would have given her more warning as she was not in the best position for such shenanigans but she was good at working with what she had. And then there was a sudden
[21:09] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso): jolt as the hand break was yanked up causing her to jerk her body away from it as Grace fell down too, her ass sticking in the air only made to rise worse when Laurens mid torso rose to escape the uncomfortable angle of the break. This had not gone to plan so finally she speaks out "We need to adjust dear" her words rather muffled as her face remained on the floor by the break.
[21:13] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso): wish not with!*))

[21:18] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) was still molded against the woman beneath her, now even more securely, her breasts pressing into Lauren's back and flattening heavily against them, squirming against the body beneath her as she tried to get purchase but found the position too awkward to get her hands to the floor of the truck or her feet to the lip of the threshold. A bit panicked now, the position less than comfortable and no doubt less so for the woman smooshed beneath her, weight awkwardly pivoted on her hips on top of Lauren's. Her hands went to Lauren's back as she tried to push up but it just drove her pelvis and hips more securely into Lauren's upturned rear, mimicking a good grinding dry hump in the back, falling forward as the hand on her thigh took her by surprise, rocking back into her, her breasts flattening out against Lauren's back once more, her face falling forward as well, managing to just catch herself so that they face didn't collide, but now her lips hovered salaciously over Lauren's lips and cheek as they lay
[21:18] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): prone on the floor. The hand tugging at her skirt, did manage to bunch it up, the squirming of her own hips likewise having managed to bunch the other woman's skirt up along her thighs beneath Grace's. The zipper that had been drawn up early while teasing John had never been fully rezipped, missing that crucial last tooth, so when Lauren drew that hand up her thigh, stretch of the fabric began to draw the zipper up.. up.. going higher and higher, "Wait!" until the two sides of the skirt flapped to either side of her now bared ass sticking peeking out from just inside of the door, red panties, garters and stockings flashing the entirety of the populace passing by outside. Lips still hovering above Lauren's cheek and lips as she squirmed to try to ineffectually cover her butt with her hand, and squirm off the other woman, it caused her lips to bump and brush along Lauren's lips and cheek, "I know." she murmured in reply, distracted by the unfortunate predicament. Rearing back slightly, she called back out
[21:18] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): the door to the ice cream clerk, "JOHN! HELP!"

[21:23] John Colton (johncolton) was cringing as he felt the pain of the road having tore at his arms, unaware that Grace was not being felt up in the front of the truck. He'd slowly begin hoisting himself upwards as the road rash burned at his arms. The scrapes and blood of having been trying to stop the truck as it rolled, being examined as he turned to face the truck. Eyes blinking rapidly as his arms looked pretty messy, nothing a good wipe down with alcohol wouldn't fix. He was examining for any urgent things like a broken bone or deep laceration but found none. One boot placed infront of the other carrying him towards the truck now, blood trickling down his arms. He heard Grace's call for help and would hustle a bit more swiftly towards the scene and then stop as he gazed into the door. He'd blink several times. Grace's ass bared before him, he'd take this moment to reach out and give it a squeeze. Only then would be begin trying to help and untwine the women. His bloodied hands likely spotting clothing and anything else he
[21:23] John Colton (johncolton): touched. He'd step up onto the doorframe of the truck and try and hook an arm around Grace, seeking to try and begin pulling her from the weird situation she was in with the Green Fairy, "I've seen some shit, but... this. I wish I would've taken a picture before I'd hopped in. This is totally worth it." His humor returning due to the entire situation. He'd work his other hand to seek to push and hold the other woman now, "Hang on, Green Fairy, I'll help you out next. Soon as I remove you both from humping each other senseless. Told this one she has to keep her panties on for a couple days." His lips tugging up as he figured, Grace would probably be giving him dirty looks for even sharing it, but he was having his own fun now after she had damn near pinned him down to the road with her thighs.

[21:33] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Felt breath and lips against her cheek and so close to her own lips. She would turn her head to begin making out with her. Apparently Grace was okay with the positioning but honestly it made breathing rather difficult. She kept making her moves on her and if Lauren didn't know any better, this was what it was like to be raped. Though she may just like being raped at this point because this ladies thigh and ass felt great. She reached her hand around to feel the curve of her ass cheek and squeeze at it too. She heard Grace yelling to John for help and so confusion set in. Was this not her job to yell help? she is the one being raped in this situation "you have it wrong" she clears her throat then to yell and play along "HELP ME! Ow It hurts!" ust in time for Grace to thrust into her another time. A little moan escaped her though she felt the need to keep playing her part and quickly yelled out "NO STOP IT!" And then Grace got down once more, lips touching lips, Lauren would whisper so softly to her "You
[21:33] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso): are really good at this" And her lips would part, tongue lashing out to try to push into Grace's mouth. She was rather confused by it all though. She could hear John speaking about helping a green fairy out. Where is the green fairy? had Esme come to rescue her from her rape?

[21:43] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) felt lips on her own, eyes wide as she found herself suddenly being kissed from over top of Lauren's shoulder, her own full lips being drawn on as she just blinked in shell shocked surprise. Having pulled away to call, she just kept calling back a bit desperately too shocked to register the kiss, "John! Are you okay?" answered instead by the hand as it filled with her bared rear end, the squeeze startling her and causing an 'eep' to squeak out of her as she jolted forward, bucking her hips and body into Lauren's once more, the hand that had been trying to cover her behind now swatted at the hand taking advantage of the predicament, while the two different hands groped her ass and thighs. When Lauren started to cry out beneath her, Grace tried to quiet her, "No shhh." Her attempts to quiet the other woman were met with being quite suddenly frenched, as their lips sealed together again. When the arm wrapped beneath her she fell heavily against it, still not having purchase to take some of her own weight,
[21:43] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): the angle and his lifting practically pushing her breasts up into her throat as they hung above and just over the arm, his arm acting like an ultimate push up bra. Cheeks red hot, his words causing her to squirm all the harder in her embarrassment, coupled with having basically rocketed into third base with the woman beneath her, "This isn't funny!" she shrieked, as he continued to poke fun at the unfortunate incident, Grace trying to find a solid surface once more to push against and aid in her own retrieval, her hands went unknowingly to the other woman's butt, pushing up against the two round globes as her hands filled with them while she pushed back. Pivoting her hips backwards to likewise lift off the body beneath her, with quite an alarming amount of force, she'd unknowingly send that curvaceous ass reeling back directly into John's lap as he stood in the entrance poised over the two fallen women, naut but her panties and his garments between the sudden reverse hump, the situation no doubt dwindling
[21:43] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): into what looked like a rowdy threeway in Clio's truck.

[21:55] John Colton (johncolton) continued his attempted rescue of Grace. The other woman yelling for help confused him, "Shhh! I'll help you soon enough!" The truck bumping and rocking on the shocks with all the movement inside. He couldn't really see what was going on as the cowboy was trying to hang on to Grace like she was a bucking Bronco. The hand that had been pushing on Lauren moved to grab the ceiling as he tried to use the leverage of his arm to hoist Grace up. It appeared to be successful as suddenly Grace came bucking against his hips. He had to press his own loins forward to keep from being thrown out of the truck and onto his ass. His position in the door frame being the most precious of places. Boots balancing on the edge with not much grip. Grace's words of it not being funny, met with more laughter, "This is fucking hilarious." The hand that had pushed up to Grace's breasts seeking to hold her upwards. So the other woman might be able to wiggle out from under Grace, "Now, just push yourself forward until you're in the
[21:55] John Colton (johncolton): other seat, Green Fairy." His eyes fixated on this whole display. It was just too much for him, he'd burst into laughter again. He'd decide this was the worst possible moment to throw it in, but John was the king of terrible timing, "I want you too." His words a whisper as he spoke to Grace, "How could I not want to be wrapped up in these crazy situations with you?" He was still teetering and afraid of flying out of the back of the truck. The next shove he was not expecting and it went him off the bull before his eight seconds were up. His body crashing backwards and landing with a solid 'oomph' right on his ass and then came the pain of landing so flatly on his ass.

[21:54] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Could barely contain her own arousal at the situation at this point. Though she was being good and playing along with the womans rape fantasy. When she is hushed with the 'no shhhh' she would nod her head a little which only had her cheek rubbing against the dirty floor. "okay just don't cum inside me" she muttered to Grace. Perhaps the woman liked being the man in the fantasy? she tested the waters with that one. She got a good grope of the womans ass which pleased her indeed but suddenly to hands were groping as her. She would feel the weight of Grace lift from her. Finally she was able to breath better. She would reach to grasp the stearing wheel and yank her own body upwards only to send a rather forceful backwards thrust into Grace as she backwards thrusted into John. Hands shifting to place onto drivers seat leaving her on all fours under Grace.

[22:12] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) just groaned loudly as she was caught between the two in some sort of nightmare version of a sexy fantasy, like those dreams where you are getting it on with the hot guy from chem and then suddenly he turns into the haggard english teacher, the thought causing her to shudder against the prone body beneath her and the body poised above her. When she felt the push of John's hips back into hers, she really couldn't be held accountable for the soft moan that left her when she felt the material of his pants on her bare ass and through the thin material of the panties while he pressed firmly against her. As if realizing the reflexive moan had indeed left her, her whole face turned red, then practically a bright crimson as she heard his laughter. Insisting again, "It's not funny." while her skirt flapped about her body. Protests given pause as the woman before her begged Grace to not cum inside of her, Grace face swiveling slowly to look down at the prone woman, as she just stared at her, still a bit shell
[22:12] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): shocked, she was trying to reassure the other woman, but the phrasing in her haste was unfortunately all wrong, "Shhh. It'll all be over soon.." Breath whooshing from her lungs as the whispered words from behind her tickled over her ear, giving momentary respite from her protests and embarrassment as she stared forward, wide eyes. Though his reasoning that followed caused her to groan, hands still pressed into Lauren's ass as she groped her for practical reasons, mumbling, "You are lucky I like you.." in retort. Just as Lauren's ass rocked back into Grace's pelvis, wavering in the position, her arms flailed then her hands came forward to catch herself, hands depositing on either of Lauren's hips, as she was now the one riding the bucking bronco. Her own hips backed into John's once more, the rough impact and the sudden sensation of his lap perfectly connected against hers caused something between a cry and a groan to leave her. As the sudden steady of John's body behind her was gone as he fell on his
[22:12] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): ass, she was left flailing again, falling down her arms flailed, her hands moved to catch herself again, instead gripping into the waist band of the woman's tights that were bared by her bunched up skirt. Falling down, gravity took her and the grip on the tights down, basically pantsing the other woman who didn't have any panties on beneath said tights, slamming to the ground on her knees, Grace cried out from the pain and fell forward, off balance, her face pressing into the lower back of Lauren's bared thighs.

[22:23] John Colton (johncolton) stared up at the truck trying to gather the thoughts other than his ass really hurt. The mess unfolding before him, the moans and groans. He felt like this was sending in a stranger direction by the second. He imagined lighting up after all this was done with Grace in the middle of them panting out of breath. His brow cocking at the thought, then pushed aside. He'd not had her himself yet, he surely wasn't going to share her yet. When he watched Grace falling and taking the woman's tights with her, he'd stare and his lips would fall open into that of amusement and horror. He'd slowly pull himself from the ground and crawl towards Grace. He didn't care, if she still had some other woman's tights in her hand or not, even if attached to the woman. He was staking his goddamn claim back from the Green Fairy. That woman wasn't going to win out! Coming up behind Grace, he wasn't about to lean forward and risk kissing the bare ass of some woman, especially if the woman was still bucking like he suspected she
[22:23] John Colton (johncolton): was, he'd instead seek to use a single hand to move Grace's hair out of the way and working his lips against Grace's neck. His lips dragging upwards on her neck, towards her ear as he sought to wrap his body behind her. Either condeming her or saving her, which was yet to be unseen. His words being spoken into her ear, "It seems I must reclaim you as mine." John's focus now on Grace, even with all the thrashing and falling and gyrating. He worked his lips upon Grace. His head ducking backwards if the bucking hips came to close to his head though, he wasn't about to get an ass on his forehead.

[22:23] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Was finding this all rather strange. She couldn't seem to come to terms with the fact she was now about to be dry fucked by two people. How did she know it was two? because now she could see Johns reflection in the window. She was on all fours and awaiting some relief or te chance to complete her arousal to orgasm status. She swayed her hips then to start grinding against Grace letting out moans on purpose to help wash away any shame Grace may be feeling and show her that she was loving the playtime. But then when hips bucked and people fell, her tights being yanked down to leave her fully exposed to all, she let out a little "Oh yes" because when the clothes came off the game was on. She felt Grace leaving her only her face would press to the back of Laurens thighs. She would lower her hips to have her exposed lady parts closer to where she could feel the face and breath.

[22:42] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) was the meat in a strange, strange sandwich somehow. Knees killing her, shooting pains traveling the length of her legs, she just allowed her face to rest heavily against the soft thighs before her, not quite registering what exactly she had landed against, her fingers tightening in the tights, moaning again, this time in pain. When her hair was moved to the side, it brought her eyes blinkingly open, the lips along her neck caused her to arch her head back in response, her face turning up and her warm breath a breeze against the bare sex of the woman just above her, her own lips parted around a soft sigh of pleasure from John's lips on her skin. At this point, somehow the strange predicament was working against them, or atleast against Grace. Pressed tightly between two bodies while half clothed, and bucking, denied the night before... And now John trying to seduce her into a threesome it appeared. Eyes closing as she tried to get her brain to catch up to what was happening, when John's body molded
[22:42] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): against hers, her hands released the tights, moving up to get a grip on something, hands going without thinking to the bare thighs before her, gripping them as she sought to push backwards, his words and the press of him just behind her caused her brows to furrow in as she breathed a hard breath, fingertips reflexively digging more tightly into the thighs she gripped as she forgot that she'd meant to push herself up to stand. But quite suddenly, her eyes shocked open as she felt thighs brushing against her chin and cheeks while the woman above her lowered herself down, "Wait!" she shrieked, her hands going up to halt the progress as she scrambled to think straight, hands gong to anchor against what she sought to stop from descending, her thumbs ending up hooking on the outside pubis of Lauren's sex and between her thighs, palms flatted on her inner thighs as she sought to hold the woman aloft, the push back from Lauren causing her thumbs to massage and work against the outer pubis. "Wait wait wait.."
[22:42] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): shrieking again as things were quickly spiraling out of control, why she protested becoming foggy, face red and her breath ragged as she tried to recall how all of this got started, cheek nuzzling against the rough cheek next to her own as she turned her face away from the descending Lauren.

[22:52] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Felt the touch of Grace on her. It was a suitng name if she even knew it. She knew neither name...oh wait, she knew Johns name now. She could feel the hot breath dancing on her bare sex. As far as Lauren was aware, they were all about to get it on. She thought this as the other females plan from the start. Especially now that she felt fingers an hands moving to better positions. Another moan sounded from her as she began to rock in her grip. She would reach down to touch a hand to Grace's hand and try to encourage it all the way down. Wanting to feel more. When she heard the words 'wait' she whispered back to her "I'm ready" her breaths heavy as she expected Grace to carry on with this. Little did she know, all of this was inspired because of a hand break and a series of unfortunate events. Lauren just believes in the touches and actions which all seemed to be indicating sexy times!

[22:56] John Colton (johncolton) turned his head some when he saw what was actually taking place now. His eyes widening as he no longer worried about Grace being his. He instead was more worried of what was coming for poor Grace. He'd roll himself backwards onto his heels. The woman lowering herself to Grace's face, was not something he had expected. Let alone that the woman was nude completely. John shook his head quickly, this was too much for him. The man who never touched anyone now had an exposed woman infront of him. He'd blink rapidly as he sought to try and wrap his arms around Grace and pull her quickly out of the situation. He wasn't about to let who he saw as his woman become a victim of mouth rape or whatever this might be called. A single arm then seeking to unravel from Grace and press against the woman's bare ass, trying to keep her from moving any further, "Now hold on! This is getting out of control!" His voice booming in more of a demand now. He wasn't about to let it go any further. Grace was his! Damn it! He'd look
[22:56] John Colton (johncolton): down to Grace, "Get up! Quick!" If his hand was holding the woman in place, he'd stand there and stare, "This was all just a huge misunderstanding, alright? You.. you triggered the brake. The truck was rolling backwards. We had to stop it." His words sounded more like he was trying to talk down a tiger, than anything. He wasn't about to let this go any further if he could help it, it had reached the tipping point when he realized what was happening. His hands bloody from having been thrown into the road and his ass hurting from being booted out of the truck, irritation starting to sit in of his not-so-great-shitty-day.

[23:08] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) whimpered as the woman above her continued to misunderstand, and indeed it appeared poor hapless Grace was on the verge of being 'mouth raped' by the well meaning woman above her, the hand urging her own brought a groan of disbelief from Grace, this day needed a do over. But quite suddenly, John's arm was around her again, seeking to extract her as it had attempted before. Hands drawing away from Lauren's delicates, in order to grip the arm that embraced her, tensing her arms to anchor on it and get up before anything more inexplicable could befall them. As an arm shot forward next to her face, those eyes widened in continued disbelief as she saw that familiar, if bloodied, hand filling with Lauren's bare ass, John's booming and possessive voice stabbing into her ear given their proximity. Struggling to get to her feet, her knees aching terribly her fall, her skirt still flapping around her thighs and bared rear end from when Lauren had trigged the zipper earlier, stockings full of trashy tears from
[23:08] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): the many tumbles and mishaps. Finally getting the ridiculous heels beneath her, she fell back into John's chest and body, as she just stared forward, and remained in the protective custody of her knight in rusty armor. Finally. Brain still trying desperately to catch up to what all transpired to get them to the point of nearly having an accidentally threesome, she burst into laughter. The fight with 'blueberry' and her ex husband's side piece forgotten, the ache in her knees, the forlorn momentary doubt shared between her and John, all of it washed away in her laughter. Rocking with it, her hand coming up to press to her forehead, tears coming to her eyes as she laughed so hard it sounded like she couldn't breath, weight falling heavily against the arm that held her as she lost her balance with the force of her laughter. Managing between gasping laughs, "Oh. My. God."

[23:22] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Was ready for it alright. The hands, the groping, te kissing and evern the rapist quotes Grace had whispered to her. the 'no shhh' and the 'shh it will be over soon' had the strangest effects to her arousal. How was the broken minded one able to understand that John thought she was the one doing the raping? this was out of hand indeed and yet Lauren loved every last moment of it. Just as she began to try to press Grace's hand to her sex she suddenly felt nothing at all. Grace had been removed and John called out in a booming voice. Lauren sat frozen on all fours on the front of the ice cream truck trying to comprehend the actions that had been taken. After several moments she reached back to pull her skirt back into place and turned around to face both. No words would sum up how she felt. She doesn't have balls to make blue. But if she had balls, that term would be fitting right now. And so she slides of the seat and gets to her feet again, leaning down briefly to look at her thigh that had in fact been
[23:22] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso): bleeding this whole time. She glances to the others on the ground, the confusion on her face easy to be seen. She felt....changed. Nothing else would be exchanged, she would just wander off to go an masturbate in the grave yard.

[23:27] John Colton (johncolton) kept his arm around Grace as she seemed to manage to get herself extracted finally, John likely looking like a running back, one hand extended outwards and Grace tucked safely into his arm. The hand extended forward keeping the opposing team from having scored a touchdown with her 'delicates'. When Grace began to laugh, John would blink again. His gaze slowly turning towards Grace as he lofted a brow to her. He wasn't sure what was funny, but then it sank in with him too. The entire situation that had just occured. Even now as he was holding another woman's bare ass in his hand, his arm sagging as Grace's balance left her and his arm became her support. When the woman seemed to be extracting herself and fixing herself. John would let out a sigh and drop the hand that had meant to keep Lauren back. The Green Fairy, that's all this woman was. He'd just been tripping balls on something from the block party, easiest way to explain her. She was a temporary break in his mental state and Grace and him had just
[23:27] John Colton (johncolton): been tangoing in the front seat, that was it. Completely and totally. His laughter coming even more rapidly now, as he convinced himself the woman had to be fake. That someone wouldn't just roam off like that immediately afterwards. John's brow's furrowed, "I think I need your professional help, because I'm seeing shit." His now free hand slapping to his forehead, "I saw the Green Fairy!"

[23:39] Grace Johnson (willow.adder) stopped laughing long enough to note John's football stance, struggling to breath as she stared before beginning to rock with heavy laughter all over again. "Oh. My. God." she managed between struggled breaths. When John joined her in laughter, it only seemed to spur her own laughter all the harder, rocking in against him as their laughter seemed to be on differing rhythms and they sort of cancelled each other out with their shaking laughter. But as Lauren extracted herself from the truck, the silent and blank manner in which the other woman reclothed drew Grace out of her hysteria driven laughter, the laughing slowly tapering off. Until she just stood staring back at the other raven haired woman, while John continued to laugh while embraced around her. Her hand moved to pat against his arm to get his attention, her own eyes falling to the way the other woman's leg bled. Slowly dragging her eyes back up to stare back into Lauren's eyes, noting the confusion, Grace suddenly felt an ass. Lips
[23:39] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): parting as she made an attempt at a word sound but couldn't get her now hoarse throat to quite work as deep empathy stabbed at her chest, trying again she held the hand not resting on John's arm up. "Lauren wait. It was just.." but the other woman was already leaving, Grace recognizing her from the various TV and radio show segments they had shared, as well as the feigned funeral. Shame traced her features as she watched the other woman walking off with a purpose, though she was still hooked against John and recovering from the injuries and laughter. Shaking her head as he spoke of delirium, she patted his arm around her once more, "No. Her name is Lauren Russo. She's Simi's mother. She's.." wincing as she tried to think of the right words, "She's .. not all there..I.." turning up to look up at him, the saddest puppy dog face on her features as her lower lip trembled, standing there bloodied and beat up and nearly mouth raped and finger raped, against her likewise bloodied and beat up beau, who
[23:39] Grace Johnson (willow.adder): moments before seemed on the verge of breaking up with her, the insanity of the day hit her hard in the gut, and nearly whimpering she asked, "Do you think we hurt her feelings?" the empathy strong in this one.

[23:47] Lauren Russo (laurenrussso) Had the worst case of confusion she had in years. She would have to find a way around all of this. Perhaps one day get Grace on her own. She would keep on walking and luckily for them she did not hear Grace mention Simona or she would have lost it there and then. She missed her children. It had added to her insanity on so many levels, driven her to act upon the insanity too. Her two daughters an her son had been ripped out of her life. Her broken mind ha driven away anyone good left for her to lean on. She was hanging in limbo every day between acting on hate and trying to rid herself of it. She kept on walking like a wounded animal, leaving a small trail of blood behind. What John called a 'green fairy' was indeed a world class surgeon, three times mother who used to have the most caring soul...now a woman consumed with several mental health issues. She would keep going not even looking back to Grace or John.