Before she sent me away to boarding school, that is.”Reina took a deep breath. “You know, I get that your childhood was shitty. But at some point,...you need to learn to let some of that go. I’m just saying, in the future, you need to figure out when you should have gone left instead of right. When you felt yourself getting totally wasted, that would have been a good time to stop drinking. When you saw how hurt I was by Bill’s comment about my being a whore, you could have tried to wrap up the. "No, no way!" I screamed back in total defiance.The first man grabbed the front of my blouse and ripped it from my body. Then he pushed me to the floor and took off my jeans.The second man suddenly decided that I ought to make fresh coffee for everybody and dragged me by the hair into the kitchen. He sat down at the kitchen table and watched me as I prepared the coffee maker. He suddenly started to speak softer and asked me general questions about the house and my husband…I took this as a good. It had been a particularly long dry spell (close to a year) when I met…Alice (Not using her real name to protect her identity.) I met her, as so many do now, online. We traded online pictures, no not THAT kind of pictures, and chatted often online as well. From her photos she was obviously a BBW. Large hips, bust and belly. To me she was a lovely drink to a man dying of thirst. The day finally came when we meet, she was several hours away but I made the trip after making up a story to tell my. We arrived and the driveway was completely full with trucks, some big and lifted so high with monster truck sized tires. Some were smallish but covered in so much mud I couldn't tell what color it was. Amy parked her red Honda Civic on the street and we walked up the crowded gravel driveway to the house. We went straight to the backyard were there were a lot of guys, at least twenty. The three of us were the only girls. One guy yelled out, "Yee haw, Amy! Come give me some sugar!" Amy ran to him.