"Right ok," he agreed with a chuckle, "I'll go and bring the car around the back."He sat in the corner mulling over what he had seen and heard. After ...eeing them gang rape her he was even more unsure as to his feeling towards her, true he had enjoyed her suffering but it was also true he had experience her pain too. He was also unsure what to do for he heard they had other plans for her that evening. Quickly he made up his mind and he thought his first priority was to follow them. Just as soon. We hadn't really chatted for that long but with that nice cock both of us were getting a little worked up talking about it. Usually we only want another guy that is definately on the bi side so all three of us can enjoy eachother, although I have gotten really horny before watching her with someone in the past. I think what did it for us was when he mentioned he had a pool and that we could come over for a swim. A swim where she could wear whatever kind of bikini she wanted, and he and I half. ‘I love you. I’m sad. You know me, don’t you?’ ‘You do realize that you’re really bad at the whole break concept, right?’ he asked with a laugh. ‘I know. I just get lonely without you…’ ‘Then quit taking these pointless breaks! You know it just makes both of us more sad than before.’ ‘Can we not do this right now?’ I asked quietly. ‘Okay, okay. Then what do you want to do?’ He looked at me through his heavily lashed brown eyes. Those brown eyes melted away all the frustration and made me. "I squeezed her hand. "It's okay, Rita. You didn't know. I wanted toask Mom, but, well, you know." Mommy's getting drunk all the time, isn't she?" Rita asked. I lookeddown at our hands wrapped together. The guilt was popping up again. Iremembered Mandy and Rosalyn telling me I wasn't responsible for whatother people did, or how they felt, but I knew Mommy was drinkingbecause she felt bad about who and what I was. I reminded myselfagain to talk to her while I was home from school that day..