His name was Gordon, after a few minutes of banter he lowered his voice and whispered to Al that there was a swingers party that night at his friends ...anor house, Al told Gordon to not tell Dawny what was on the cards for later..Al went to the toilet to get refreshed…why would he not tell Dawny where they were going ? Would Dawny freak ? no he new her well enough to know she was cool about that shit….The taxi arrived, Dawny hopped in with Al by her side. Right whats the plan Al…yeh we are going. I was about to pass her when I felt my coat get tugged. She'd caught me. "Charlie! Charlie Norris!"I turned around to see her enhanced red hair, bloodshot eyes and buckteeth. "Hi, Angie. Nice day for shopping."Her words were on the verge of becoming slurred. "And drinking. Have a seat. I hate to drink alone."That hadn't been stopping her, with a dozen empty sample cups on her table. "How's Stephanie?" Her daughter, also a redhead."She's real good. A good daughter." Angie choked back a tear.. ‘If you want, wait until Richie’s gone home and then you can come home with me and share my bed; I’ll get you laid,’ I said, shooting him a sly smile and a wink.Shaun stifles a laugh and then beams the cutest fucking smile right back at me. The fabric of my jeans tightens at the thighs there and then as I feel my cock swell. ‘Really?’ he whispers, arching his eyebrows in my direction. I nod and say, ‘yeah, I wouldn’t mind getting you between the sheets, think you can handle that?’Shaun is the. How many times had this already happened to her? Icried a bit for her, then as I fully got my thoughts in order andconsidered just what had happened to me, I cried for me too.A detective named Deb was allocated to look after me. Deb stayed with mewhile a smiling, chatty Doctor took samples from my body - under myfingernails, where I'd scraped Mark, from my cheek where he'd licked me,from my thighs where he'd ejaculated. Dirty bastard. They photographedmy injuries: fractured left cheekbone,.