"If true, what a sad thing tohappen to the poor lady!"Turning back to Helen, I looked into her eyes for the first time. Shewas beautiful, with bronze...coloured skin and dark hair. Her face washeart-shaped with high cheekbones, an asset for such a remarkable person,and her eyes were brown, with the lids canted slightly upwards, perhapsin imitation of Helen of Troy. Her body was slim but muscular, and herlegs were long and strong. She apparently noticed me, for she turned herhead toward me but. ." But what?" she asked, tears in her eyes."I just don't know." Well then, is this the end? There's a person I've heard about for counseling. Maybe that'swhat we need."He nodded his head. "If that's what it takes, I'll do it!'They got off the elevator and entered Dr. Lansing's office. The doctor was in and called theminto his office. After hearing their problems, Lansing agreed that counseling would indeed helptheir situation. He laid out two legal forms in front of them and asked for their. Through my tears I became aware of the clanging of that old lift in the corridor and heard the heavy metal door to the room being unlocked. I sat up and watched as the two dark figures appeared in the gloomy room, confidently moving towards me with a definite purpose. I called out to them “what do you want with me?” that was met with an ominous silence as these my two escorts from the airport stood right in front of me. Both in their early 40’s, white men and dressed in identical all black. Her mouth was open not a sound passed her lips. Her hand in her bowels felt the cock rub against it. What a fucking whore. They both thought. After several thrusts added lubrication his big balls slapped against her pussy lips and ass. He paused took a few breaths then he rammed her tight cunt until he could no more. Krysta howled and moaned. Pleasure. Pain. She came several times while he fucked her within an inch of her life. "BZzz. BZzz." A mobile phone buzzed. He picked it up. " We are.