I can’t go back to just fucking my husband. I need more. Much more. And his friends will give it to me. I didn’t feel guilty about this either. My...husband knew what he was doing when he let two of his friends fuck me. There were bound to be consequences. His expectation of this being a one time thing and for everything to go back to normal was unrealistic, and quite frankly, selfish. I was exposed to a world I never knew existed and I wanted to spread my wings and explore it to the fullest.I. Jim's sister was getting married and I was invited to the wedding, the date I had lined up ended up backing out on me at the last minute so I asked Ron my room mate If he was interested in going with me. I told him hey a wedding, shitty dinner open bar and a room full of drunk single women! We ended up going together,had a really good time Ron ended up dancing and spending most of the evening with Anne who was Jim's aunt. Anne was 52 from Arizona she had a really good body for a woman her age,. I came alot aswell. After they were finished they asked me if i am a gay who do i need the drugs for. I told them everything, about me and my sister how i wanted to fuck her. They saw it as an opportunity, a man took out his gun and said "You are going to let us breed her" I resisted i said no, but when he loaded the gun i pissed my pants off. A few days later they contacted me, asking when will the merchandise be ready. By merchandise they meant jane. It was then i had a fight with Jane, i was. With Nina's help, I got the six bodies piled into a leaning, disused shed well away from the house, dragging them there one at a time. I stripped them of anything valuable or useful, giving the money to the girl, who helped without looking at the dead men, and piling the ammunition near the front steps. I poured all the lamp oil the family had and a crock of grease they had been saving as well as two horns of gunpowder and some old barn lumber on the bodies and set fire to the straw-filled,.