On his second night back, he went to Liesl’s café. It felt like a homecoming, and Liesl welcomed him like a long-lost friend. She scolded him for n...t coming sooner. Irmgard, she told him with a knowing smile, had dropped in every night since Easter Monday. How could he be so cruel and turn up weeks late?Only minutes after ten, Irmgard arrived. Stefan had placed himself at the corner table behind the partition to avoid being seen from the entrance. By watching Liesl’s face, he knew that Irmgard. I watched her chest heaving as she continued to pant, saw her pulse racing at the base of her graceful neck.Then, slowly, quietly, I leaned in till my nose touched hers. I felt her shudder and heard her sharp intake of breath. She closed her mouth and waited for me to say something, do something. Her body was still, her soaked right hand covering her dripping mound.I whispered, "Yes, Malika. Come," and then I kissed her lips softly, for the first time ever."Oh god," she breathed. I stepped. Even if I had not been drugged I would not have been able to move once in this predicament. First my breasts were played with from underneath with him pulling and pinching my nipples obscenely. He then placed some type of clamp upon each of my nipples that applied constant pressure and when he would do something would send volts of electricity through my tender nipples. I was still unable to cry or to scream from the pain. Next he took some type of leather device and started rubbing his hands. I returned to the bar where my sister was ordering herself another drink. "This is becoming a real wild party John." She said as she leaned close so that I could hear her better over the noise. The sweat on her body made the shirt stick to her breasts and I could see even more of her breasts. "Can you believe that some of the girls are going topless!?!"It was turning into a knockdown drag out hedonistic party, there was naked flesh everywhere I looked. Once again my sister and I hit the dance.