Briana, startled, quickly regained her composure and urged Sharon, "Put on your clothes."
Sharon, who had already resigned herself to her fate, was stunned. Before she could react, the two girls beside her urged impatiently, "What the hell are you staring at? Do you want to get f****d? Put on your clothes!"
Sharon reacted quickly and hurriedly put on her clothes. Her bra was torn and couldn't be worn, so she had to hide it.
By now, the sky was darkening. I looked into the distance and saw the bald-headed director panting as he ran over, asking, "What's going on here? What are your names?"
Briana stepped forward, her face somewhat tense, and said, "Baldy... No. Mr. Hamilton, a few of us were just sitting here chatting, nothing else."
The director was Bradley Hamilton. I heard that he w
