” Susanne was sure that she was right, but she was also sure that she would not be humiliated by this hateful whore if there was any way to avoid it... Tina and Susanne stared at each other, anger coursing between them. Then Tina smiled. “Well, then, since we seem to have a disagreement,” she murmured, “let me suggest that we just call it a tie.” Susanne stared, then smiled. “Alright,” she said. “There will be a lot of other chances to break the tie later.” She felt a deep stirring of lust in her. When we broke to eat, she came over without robe or anything and didn’t even give it a second thought. Gawd! I wanted to gnaw on her luscious pink nipples and lick her sweet little pussy right there on the spot. I could only imagine what was going through the guys’ heads. When Steve called it a wrap for the day, I was more than ready for a dip in the old swimmin’ hole. This time, everyone got into the act. Steve and his crew stowed the camera equipment in the container, stripped naked and hit. The impact suddenly hit her."My God, it happened!"In spite of the pain, she sat up quickly. Questions began to run through her head faster than her muddled mind would check them--how did I get home? Who dressed me?--it's my nightgown I'm wearing! Why did it happen? Why, why?She stumbled from the bed and lurched heavily to the bathroom mirror, looking into it quickly."My God," she moaned, "it did happen, it wasn't a nightmare!" Heavy lines marred her fresh, young skin. Her eyes were sunk deeply. I ran into the clearing and spied three slovenly dressed men wrestling with a short woman wearing what looked like a hoodie. Her blouse was torn open and her breast were bare. The men had a rope around the woman's neck and were yanking her around. I demanded they release her, they seemed to speak English with a guttural accent. But it was enough to understand they were telling me to mind my own business...that and the big knife they each carried.They turned my way and since I didn't wish to.