People lined the hallways already, and what looked very much like a passel of clowns cavorted in the middle, but their act was not what Jack considere... funny. They all sported enormous wooden penises and much of the laughter that the audience gave seemed to arise from each pretending to rape or assault another.The usher sat them down, handed each of them a leathery cup of watery wine and left them. "I'm not sure..." Jack said."I'm not either. Remember, you suggested this."Jack nodded. More. Everything else she disliked to degrees that varied from mild irritation (rap and hip-hop) to outright loathing (country music and especially teen pop). After what felt like approximately an hour of driving, the van made a sharp turn and headed onto a bumpy gravel road. The jarring of her head against the floor was so violent that it gave her a headache, and if she hadn’t had the gag between her jaws she almost certainly would have bitten her tongue. Fortunately, this pain lasted for only ten. I reached for it, tweaking her nipple.“Oh don’t darling,” she giggled, “my cunt is wet enough as it is.” She stood up, tucking her tit back in position, she looked down at my shorts to check that the end of my cock was visible. “Perfect,” she said just as the door bell rang.As Mum went to answer the door l saw Jeff looking across at me, his eyes focussed on my crotch. I felt my cock twitch as he looked at it and saw that it had poked out a bit further. I just managed to pull my shorts down. “Lee’s dead. Someone broke into the house while we were in bed cuddling. Lee was holding me down when out of nowhere this guy walked behind Lee and slit his throat with a knife. He then stabbed me a couple of times.”“Stay here, I’ll 911” I ran inside, grabbed the phone and dialed 911. As soon as the operator came on I told her what happened, who I was and requested emergency services. As I hung up the phone something catches my eye. It was a picture near the phone. It was of Akira, Lee, Alicia.