With a trembling hand, she ripped the yellow "do not cross" police tape from the door and crumpled it into a small ball in her tightly clenched fist. ...ervously, she opened the door and placed a hand on Jimmy's back and nudged him. The two entered the eerily quiet house. They walked past the living room pausing momentarily to look at the dark stain on the carpet where Jimmy's father had fallen."Where's your father's camera?" Gail asked.Jimmy led her to the master bedroom and opened the closet. Added to his luck there were no one in the house.. He started to chit chat for some time. Brother offered her drink mixed with vodka.. Alcohol did its job. Meanwhile he took 4-5 pegs extended his hands for a dance. Without waiting for her approval took her in his arms and hugged her so tightly that it was difficult even for air to enter.. His hands were moving all over her body tempting her fully poking his cock over her buttocks, cunt, teasing to the most. She almost lost her control. Now it. Suddenly, I felt a hand crawling up the side of my bare leg. He scratched me slightly as it scurried quickly to my ass, caressing it lightly. His thumb slid underneath the slender fabric of my thong, gliding it around to my front. I felt myself blush heavily as his cold hand grazed my pussy; I got wet instantly. I grabbed hold of both his hands and swiftly guided him down the fire stairs into the alley. Underneath the stairs was a group of large waste bins, this is where I led him. We were. Out of the boats came fierce looking men armed with axes, swords, picks and multi colored shields. I also noticed several were very large women who carried lighter swords and shields, I would later learn the men were called “Vikings” and the women were called “shield-maidens”. I hid in the straw for three days as these men slaughtered most of our monks, took anything of value from our monastery and carried away our sisters to what I later learned was a life of Viking sexual servitude. I was one.