Since we lived nearby I used to visit mama’s house generally he is a bus driver so he is out of town the most of time Me and mami were quite familia... with each other we shared normal things but none of us crossed the limit..It was the month of December and mama was on a tour so mami was alone in the house she usually wears gown at home and salwar suit outside. Since mami was alone in the house so mom asked me to go to her and stay there for a week since I was having holidays..I went there in. As teenagers and young women in their early twenties, we got revved up for a weekend of debauchery, as much as the guys drank alcohol for Dutch courage, we girls were putting on our "War paint" and sexy undies, and outer layers that left nothing to the imagination, we wanted sex, I know I craved a good shagging, sometimes with more than one guy at a time, and yes, it was worth the immature name calling, of 'Slut' and 'Whore', feeling all those pairs of hands groping you as you humped, made you. ‘I’m afraid that I pretty much ruined Christmas for all of you though!’ she said apologetically — for the hundredth time. She gave her mum a kind of pathetic smile as she sank tiredly down on the bed. ‘Don’t be so daft!’ Her mum begged her as she opened the bedroom door. She was just about to leave when she suddenly remembered why she had come up in the first place. ‘Oh, by the way,’ she said taking an envelope out of her cardigan pocket. ‘This letter came for you not long ago.’ ‘Uh oh.’ Izzy. And then he was gone." She let that sink in for a moment, and then she added the craziest part of all, "You all need to try it too, you won't believe how great it feels."We were all aghast. I said, "Even if we buy this story of yours and believe that this actually happened, how are we all supposed to get raped by this creature of yours? Invite him over?"Then she smiled and said, "Actually, that's exactly what I had in mind."It was a college, like so many others, and she was a girl like so many.