" You are so beautiful when you are angry!" Shut up, Mike!" Ok, Ok." My crutches fell on the floor. Do you see them?" You don't need them now, Rachel....I'm holding you!" We can't do it here. Stop it!" Gosh! I'm harder than your cast." Mike, be cautious! My leg still hurts." Sorry, sweetie." Carry me to the bedroom!" Rachel moaned."Ok, fine. Maybe I will find out how to remove your panties. The cast makes it quite difficult to me," the man said lewdly."Don't turn on the lights, and get my. How am I going to help someone who was so uncomfortable with the sexuality inherent in being a whore? It’s present in how I dress, in how I approach people. What will I do?I have a few moments to stew in my inadequacy while she considers what I said. “Touch ... no, I don’t want to lose that, especially after how hard it was to become comfortable.”“What do you want from me right now?”“I don’t know.”She did not quite say she wants touch, but it sounds like she’s worried about losing the capacity. ”We didn’t shower, we didn’t wash.As she picked out her dresses, Rachel passed them back to me. I headed out the door to put them in Mom’s car, and heard Rachel... “No bras, no panties all week.”They were still laughing when they came out of the house behind me. Naomi was carrying her purse. Rachel was carrying a small bag which I recognized as a makeup bag.As they were getting in, I sent Mom a text.‘coming home - all three of us’“Let me have your shirt, Naomi,” Rachel said as she pulled her. I watched Cyndi take cock after cock and I thought back to the letter that she had been reading in PHL and I wondered again if fucking blacks was her thing like watching was mine. I got a partial answer a moment later when one of the guys said he wanted to fuck her in her ass. She immediately turned over and got on her hands and knees - so much for keeping something just for Rob. She squealed with pleasure while the guy fucked her butt, so much so that a couple of other guys wanted to fuck her.