Yeah, it was bad. I stopped for a girl while I was inside my car. Rolled down the window, and she small-talked me, while five other girls charged my car like maniac hyenas.
And the one at the window opened my door and pulled open the locks, and the others opened my doors and attempted to all get in my car at the same time.
The one at my window was trying to hold me down, while the others attacked, and with the tip of my right foot with all half way in my car holding onto the doors, I hit the gas with all my doors flailing in the wind with them cursing me and falling down.
They were strong when they hunted in packs. And there was no doubt in my mind, I was getting rolled big time, if not worse, if I didnt surrendered my cash.
But, they were hot looking and dressed even hotter and they were ruthless, fearless “Bad Girls!!!”
But, I still went back because you couldn’t beat the price, and made sure I found one with none of her friends in sight.
But, outdoor orgies, that was out of my league. I was brought up Roman Catholic and I was an altar boy.