Mayank was a humour machine, probably the most entertaining guy of our group. Two weeks into my first semester I came across a mail in my mailbox with...the sender name as “Chudwanewali”. The content of this mail was actually an invitation to a sex party with related details. I ignored the mail eventually. Two days later I again had a mail from the same sender telling me how much fun the party was blah blah with random pics of people fucking. I got similar mails for the next two days.Few days. "Yes it is true, except for the part about the six guys. I slept with a guy, yes, but I was drunk, unconscious, and he raped me. Whether or not you believe me is inconsequential." She just stared at me as she spit those words out.I got up and left the room after that statement because I needed to clear my head. If I hadn't I may have to gotten to know some law enforcement officers too well. I cried in anger and frustration because I knew that if the bastard who raped my wife ever to cross my. I slipped out of bed around 8:30 and made a quick breakfast. I put on asnug, pretty Maidenform panty girdle and the skimpy yellow hot pants andt-shirt. I didn't have any makeup to replace what I had been wearingyesterday but I did spritz on some aftershave. Before leaving I got atext from Sandra ordering me to bring coffee for them and told me whereto stop and how they enjoyed it.The quick change of plans had me in a quandary, The coffee shop had nodrive-up window and I would have to go inside. "The two black Africans pinned Janet on the blankets and began removing her clothes. She squirmed and cussed at them until a big black hand covered her mouth. Janet's eyes were wide and in fear as she struggled. Her arms were pinned in back of her as the other African disrobed. Then he held her while the other African removed his clothes. Now, Janet's clothes were completely off and her naked body laying between the two black Africans embrace. She was helpless. She knew there was nothing that.