They weren’t just holding her legs up; they were holding them wide apart. She lay back and looked up at them. They seemed to spend ages just starin... at her opening; taking in her vulva’s moist pink lips and the petals of her inner labia. Then their free hands started to move down the inside of her legs to her inner thighs. They had seen and now they wanted to touch. Claire was surprised at their gentleness; reassured at their softness. Some men had been rough in the past but these were soft. ‘Oh, God! What are we going to do?’ ‘They will kill you too now. I am sorry, I never should have gotten you into this, but now there is just one way out.’ ‘I want to go home.’ ‘You can’t go home, I am sorry, honey. It’s my fault. You…we..can never go home again.’ Jeanie just stared at him. He picked up the cell phone, dialed the number from memory. He knew this day would probably come. ‘FBI. How may I direct your call?’ A woman’s voice answered. +++ The men arrived in less than 24 hours. No one. John was trying to get it to make sense. "None of us will ever sayanything to anybody. Once done we won't ever mention it to each other.You know we are clean and don't have any diseases. All of us know girlswho give blowjobs, so it can't be that bad. For you, it is mind overmatter for a few minutes and then it is over forever."Tom was not about to negotiate. "Let's go. I told you he would never gofor it. We better keep the money for flowers because his mom will killhim. I got to get home. I am. He was helpless. He knew there was nothing he could do. He knew right at that moment that I was going to be a filthy whore for my daddy’s friends and let them do whatever they wanted to me. I stood up and suggested I got changed into someone more sexy. I took my crotchless pantyhose from my bag and proceeded to put them on. I had a cheeky little glance at the old perverts as I bent over to pick up my high heels. When I turn back around they had started rubbing their cocks over their jeans. I.