He is not alone

The girls smirk and laugh as they pose suggestively for the boy. Heidi cups her naked breasts and lifts one nipple to her mouth. Heather gasps in surprise as she notices his cock harden in his ragged pants. She looks seductively into the boy's eyes, and though he is smiling, his eyes are cold, as though he is looking at two slabs of meat.

Suddenly, the boy puts two fingers to his mouth and emits a shrill whistle. It startles the girls, and they stand rigidly, watching him.

"Why did...?" Heather asks.

"Go away now, child!" Heidi scolds, waving her arm at him. "Show is over, leave us alone!"

But the boy stands still. The German girl puts her hands on her hips, looking cross. Heather continues staring at the long, hard penis in his pants, pointing towards her.

Then another boy appears around the corner. He looks the girls over and gives the same cold-blooded smile. Heather tries to cover her nudity with her hands, but cannot decide whether to shield her delicate well-groomed vagina or her two D-cup breasts.

Heidi smiles coldly at the boys, hands still on hips. "Go away, children. We are europeans." But her smile falters when another boy appears, then another. Suddenly, there are nearly a dozen young men gathered a short distance from the wet, naked women, including a couple carrying rifles.

"Okay, christian slut, we go," says the first boy. "But you come with us."