I was caught completely off guard?and this was not how I liked to be. She flinched at my touch and in that moment,with that one slight gesture, I knew... This was not a trick, this was not afigment of my imagination, the drinks I had at dinner, courtesy of myco-workers, had worn off and I had nothing to blame this specter on. To my credit, I did go to the phone and pickup the handset. Who was I going to call? I?m not sure exactly, the police, socialservices, the press. I wasn?t thinking all that. The first man to mount me was the one with the blonde crewcut.He knelt between my splayed legs, his hands on them, slowly stroking up and down from my crotch to my knees. Then he eased forward and moved atop me, his hugely muscled chest crushing me beneath it before his hands pushed him upward.He still lay atop me, his weight heavy on my belly and lower chest. He began squeezing and fondling my breasts then, turning his head down to suck and chew on my nipples. I whined in response, my limbs. Vision... going... dark." She broke the hug."Harry, you picked a really good reason to be late to supper. If you were a girl..." You still wouldn't fuck me because you and Patricia are soooo traditional," he finished, grinning widely.Karen hugged him and whispered in his ear, "If you were a girl, I never would have met Patricia, we'd be Karen and Harriet."Harry smiled, hugged Karen back and reflected that there were worse alternate realities to contemplate.Kelly came and gave him a hug."Arthur,. “Did the Old Man just kowtow to a fucking teenager?”“Brash. The. Dragon. Holy shit, Tyrone, get your head out of your ass,” Spokain said. “Did you sleep for the past two years?”I cracked my knuckles, cheerfully, already doing some brain math. Meanwhile, the Kult of Gears had stopped with the machine guns and started with the deranged monologue. “We are here to castigate the heretics!” the leader shouted from the back of his hummer. I peeked up around the cover I had, narrowing my eyes. He was a.