I move back to by the door and stand there looking at Miss Shay. I can see the air of a woman that life has defeated. It hangs around her like a mist....She moves with all the lifelessness of a person in deep depression. She takes back her paperwork after a moment from the lady at the desk. As she walks towards me she sees me standing there and gives me a slight smile. I hold open the door for her. She smiles more at that. We step out into the cool February morning. The weather has been up and. Sally grumbled when she saw the lunch basket, as that told her this was not going to be a short drive in the country; in other words, no fucking for at least five hours. She was not a happy camper.Janey had been excited to go into her room to see what attire I had picked out for them. Her disappointed face was priceless as she and Sally emerged in sturdy Levi jeans, suitably tight, of course, heavy work shirts, leather gloves, boots, a baseball cap and worst of all, underwear. Not the frilly. They carried the drunken girl up to the garage, to continue playing with her drunken body. The two guys holding her up for the others to play with, wanted to trade off so they could get in to the festivities with the drunken Rena. One of the guys found some rope and suggested that they tie her wrists to one of the roof trusses overhead, so they could all take their turn with the hapless girl. Rena was out of it, she was in and out of consciousness as the boys hung her in the garage and resumed. I got out of the car and moved to the other side in case someone got out of hand. The guys were well behaved it seemed like almost routine I noticed that there was another five or six guys in the area ranging from late teens to early fifties, two went to the other car and the others came to ours.I could see the other woman was being fucked by another guy while jerking off another turning round I saw Anne was now on her back the guy who had been fingering her was now on to pushing his cock into.