Being here with my sweet Lena like this, was idyllic. We'd been sitting there for about an hour and a half, and on our third round of drinks, when two...likely lads came over to try their luck with what they must have seen as two lonely women in need of some male company.One was tall, about thirtyish and quite attractive. The other was a little shorter, about the same age, give or take a few years, and even more handsome. "'Evening ladies, can we get you two lovelies a drink?" My instinctive. Something crunches under my foot. I look down. Rotten planks. They give way and break under my weight. I fall through, crying with fear. Darkness envelops me. A nasty laughter rings into my ears. A couple of seconds later, when I hit the bottom of the well, the darkness becomes absolute. Mercifully, the nasty laughter stops tormenting me. Chapter 2 – What’s Wrong With Me? I don’t know what has helped me come round. Maybe it is the feeling of tiny creature crawling on my hand, or the. We are soon inside her pristine house, it looks like a show home, I feel almost afraid to tread on the carpets, taking my shoes off quickly. She ushers me into the lounge before returning with two brimming glasses of wine. She sure likes her drink these days.We kiss with wild abandon on her sofa, her hands all over me, she is certainly less inhibited these days, in our youth she had been quite shy and prim, never initiating anything. Gulping down the last of her wine she grasps my wrist and. I think one of them knew the girl. He was kind of jumpy and nervous the whole time and kept glancing from her to us.When Ford had everything she could get, including scrapings from under the girl's nails, she let them take her. Dobbs told the paramedics to tell the hospital that he wanted a full rape kit done. We left Ford to her work and went to tell her parents the good news. They were huddled on the front porch with her younger sister, probably fearing the worst. I was pretty sure we weren't.