I heard him fall and ran on a little ways, looking back to see him kicking on the ground. “Twas beauty killed the beast,” I called back to...him as I got the shirt on and ran out into the well- lighted roadway. I crossed at the light and ran to the bar on the corner. Jesse and Fran and Bill were sitting at a table in the back. I waved and went straight in the bathroom. I went in a stall and vomited, hard. Green bile came up and I saw stars. Tasted better than the creep’s cock. I decided to wait until night time to make my move. After it got dark and the lights went out I entered her house and found her room on the first try. I threw on a blindfold and tied her up and left in my car. After we got to my secret place I took off her things."You again!" She yelled surprisingly."Of course it's me! Don't tell me that you forgot my dick penetrating your little virgin ass from before?" I laughed as I moved in to kiss her forcibly, but she pushed me off. "I'm going to call the. I found a secluded stall and pulled my panties down. I hungrily dug my fingers into my soaking wet pussy and fingered myself to three crashing orgasms. I was so terribly turned on by seeing my best work-friend being tortured so willingly.That night, I rushed home and again masturbated myself over and over as I recalled the tape in my mind.Then, about 11 PM my phone rang. It was Cindy, another work-friend. ?Hi, you saw that video, didn’t you?? she asked.?Yes, I sure did.??I know, I was in the. Always.Allen was drunk, running around the house chasing Sybil, telling crude jokes to the couples who had come a half-hour ago.The guests seemed to be watching Allen as if he were a phenomenon captured suddenly in their laboratory. Occasionally, they looked at Gwen and tried to engage her in nonsensical chatter, but she was elusive and quiet, watching, as the others were, her husband's infantile antics as he played the role of the party buffoon.Allen had no inhibitions. He jumped around the.