“But it doesn’t matter. You are not me. They violated you; it is their fault not yours.”“I know that. But it only helps so much.” She sags a...ainst me. “Right now, I feel dirty. It’s hard to even be angry.”“I am angry on your behalf. You were just starting to get over not being a whore last time I saw you. I want to make them pay.”“And how are you going to do that? How are you going to take on an artisan swordsman going for master rank in a few levels and his god touched priest friend? They are. There’s a man standing in the middle of the street, with a known history of PTSD, waving a gun, only he’s not threatening anyone. Since he doesn’t appear to be a threat, we backed off, although we have a couple SWAT team sharpshooters nearby. He keeps shouting nonsense about you.”Phil hit the elevator button, but seeing as it was on the ground floor, he headed for the stairs, taking them at a run, three-at-a-time.“That’s the right approach, it’s what I was anticipating. He’s not threatening. Say it, bitch!” And the bastard stopped his strokes. "Noooo, please… keep me fucking, you, nigger bastard…” I cried…Michael laughed and he resumed his wild attack on my back.He made me cum. A shuddering orgasm washed my entire body from my cunt and I tried to avoid showing my pleasure to Victor; because I did not want to humiliate him in front of this brute black man…But Michael noticed my juice onto his cock and he laughed at my hubby.“Your white bitch had come on my black cock already… and. .. gringo! You can do whatever you want with them now ... thanks!" Rick said to the security guards.Charles and Tom released a very angry Bobby Joe Hutchins and a very embarrassed Billy Green into the custody of the casino security guards. They escorted them outside The Riviera and watched as they got into their car and left.Their friends crowded around Rick and Dawn and asked them if they were OK.Rick looked around at all of them. "Thanks, mis amigos. I'm pretty sure those two would've made.