Ray, the one behind her, caresses her breasts while kissing her neck, her shoulder and upper back. He will not share her, begins to turn her to face h...m. But the others want her on her feet. They take hold of her arms and pull her up. Ray allows her to rise, joins them in coaxing her up on to her feet. Her coat unwraps from her legs and is left lining-side up lying on the floor. If you look, you see its dark shiny lining reflecting the sickly lamplight.They surround her and lift her arms high. The alien was not stopping and was cumming all over her. As soon as one tendril shot a large load of cum, it pulled out and another took its place.As I entered the bathroom to check on Kay, I had a tendril shove me in the chest, out of the bathroom, and into the hallway. The door slammed shut and the tendril was against it, keeping the door closed. It was like the alien did not want anybody to watch.I could hear Kay moaning the whole time until the alien had finished. I then heard the tendril. Just knowing that my theory about being thrown back in time was correct was somehow re-assuring though. I had some definite reference points, something concrete to hold onto. But I knew my squeamishness about stabbing somebody in the back had meant that the first guy had time to rape Kirsty. It had also meant I had to take on the two of them. In future I would have to get over any sense of behaving honourably and just get on with it. I should have crept up quietly and nailed the bastard between. “Don’t worry about that, L. D. We’ll be able to dance and you won’t have to worry about guiding me. I know the moves. You know that.” “But I have to make sure that you don’t get hurt,” L. D. rambled. Words seemed to be tumbling out of her of their own volition. “L. D., can you tell us what happened?” Solace tried again. The fog began to lift from L. D.’s shocked brain and she stammered, “There was a homeless woman. She said my money couldn’t buy comfort. I just wanted to… I wouldn’t have hurt.