"The crotches of the pants for all three of them were wet. Like they'd peed themselves, or ejaculated. Maybe even both. On top of that, their exposed ...kins were covered with some kind of weird slime residue. That said, they were still breathing, but unresponsive. No matter how much we shook them or slapped their cheeks, facial or ass, they wouldn't wake up."Hey Coda, don't these people seem kind of... violated?"He was right. I pulled down the girl's pants, poking around her crotch a bit, then. She was devastated when she found out about the cheating. I could tell she really loved him, but it was not reciprocated.My divorce wasn’t due to cheating. I was just tired of her bitching, lack of sex, and general non-support. She was great with the kids, but I had not felt love or even like for her in years. My family all told me after the fact that they never liked her. Could have used that advice twelve years earlier, but it is what it is. I love my kids and wouldn’t trade them for. I looked at the landing stones to see a couple raised slightly. I stood and carefully stepped over the old cord trip wire. I moved to the stairs avoiding the two floor stones. I checked each stair as I began going down. I had to step over three before I reached the bottom.The bottom of the stairs was at least fifty feet below the landing. It ended in what looked like a huge hall with stone fireplaces at each end. I could see across the hall from the stairs and there was another shadowy hallway.. Christine and the girls were on good form and looked stunning. Claire and Katie in short skirts as usual, tight cropped tops, showing their taut flat stomachs, bare tanned legs and trainers. Christine in a flimsy top and skirt that showed off her stunning sexy body. So provocative. Ann was in her usual jeans and t-shirt and was not in the mood for jollity which the rest of us were. I thought then that she had an idea things were being planned and I was planning them but I wasn't !We sat and.