Scott still struggled to not laugh at the memory of Zoe in thepark only a few days removed from 'that night' looking very constipatedas she stared int...ntly at various pets and people from sunup to neardusk trying to convince them that she wasn't really there. Scottremembered the moment of pale triumph when a older couple on a pleasantwalk had marched right into Zoe from behind as she stared into the eyesof a Chihuahua with a cobra gaze utterly focused on confounding thesimple mind of the small. She stared at the obvious bulge in my khaki shorts. She was no longer smiling as she drew her hand from under mine then placed my hand on her breast and pressed my trembling fingers into her hot flesh. Then, looking directly into my eyes, she whispered, “I’m horny and frustrated. Don’t you ever get horny, Baby Brother?” My brains scrambled at the feel of her under my hand. I dared not even let my fingers twitch. I tried to keep eye contact but I couldn’t, partly because I found the. I'd have to ask. The differences between Jenny and Diana were more obvious.Dinner with Diana had been very, very pleasant. Great conversation. Really wonderful food. And the service was slow, so we had lots of time to talk. I walked her to her car, got a kiss, promised to call "soon." She was what Mum would call "a nice girl."Jenny wasn't.I called her around 11 on Saturday morning. She invited me for "brekker." I didn't tell her that I'd been up for hours, had gone for a five klick jog,. She couldn’t believe that this was happening. Two men were raping her and the boy she loved, and she could do nothing but surrender to this awful exhibition of lust… proof that she was nothing but a sex-toy to these vile men… and perhaps a true whore deep down.Meanwhile, Lev just stayed kneeling behind Brad, his softening cock still seated in the young man’s ass, and proceeded to enjoy the show.“Damn, he’s a real go-getter,” Lev murmured. Without even needing to be told, Brad briefly strayed.