Like it was seven years ago, nothing had changed. At both coffee shops, seated outside groups of men in their hunting clothes. All eyes directed at me...Parking the Jeep on the left-hand side of the road, I sat there for a couple of minutes. I left the motor running while I got out. Marching into the communist shop, straight to the counter.“Hi, Takis.” It was one of my father’s childhood friends.At first, he didn’t recognise me. Looking closer, a few seconds later he smiled at me. “Good to see. I had to wait for the right moment.I had been teesing her for a couple of days masterbating her to nearly climax then stopping and i knew she was gagging for it.This Friday night we went out for a meal and she decided to have a few glasses of wine and a couple of rums, (quite unheard of).We got home and as soon as we walked through the front door, she was naked and laying back touching herself.I kissed her and my finger went deap into her wet pussy, within a few minutes her eyes were rolling. ". I had to focus!! He laughed."Still on for today then Mrs Wright?" Oh yeh, sure Mike, what time?" In about half an hour if that's ok...?"I could hear the smile on his lips. How could he know what I was doing?! No, that's ridiculous. Get a grip!"Yes! Umm.. that would be fine. See you then". Click. The tension in my body had not been resolved, in fact, the phone call had made my pulse race even more. I guess I should get dressed... then I remembered, the washing! I had no underwear left, but it. Of course, that was all before. Now, he was trapped.Will put his sweaty hand around Trent's shoulder, loudly whispering in his ear. "Told you he was a douche, Trent m'boy, and here it is in the flesh... you wanted him to come on the huntin' trip anyway..." Cam was torn (literally, but also) with a desire to look away in shame, but also to silently plead with him with his eyes, get Trent to stop his father from his cruel degradation. When Will had began his little torments, he'd been too.