I'd attended parties about twice a year, so I wasn't a stranger to things, nor were they strange to me.We were at the Robertson's. They had a long dri...eway that had a place where I could get out of the van without being visible, and a few minutes later...I needed that sort of male (and female) attention. Months of being around sex without being able to take part had certainly built up a lot of urgency in me. The men at the party did their best to take care of it. They had on one of the shows I. She came in and said she got so lonely with Jack on the night shift. I said Is that the only thing you get No and I bet you can help me with the other Sure can where would you like to start on the couch or on the bed lets go straight to the bed On the bed we stripped each other and started exploring each others body, she had the pinkest nipples I have ever seen. She grabbed my cock and said it the biggest cock she has ever seen as she bent down to take it in her mouth. I rubbed her tits at the. My mind started working backwards through everything John made me do today...the humiliating way he made me give him oral sex, exposing me in the parking garage, whoring me out to those two young men. Then I thought back through my meeting with Anthony and the things he made me do. The way he made me interact with Megan, remembering what her touch felt like, what she tasted like, what she felt like against my lips.And then my mind went back to John, and this power I've given him over me. I. ================ A little background would probably help the reader at this point. Sally was… well, a year my junior, we’d grown up together, Sally had been my neighbour from across the street as far back as I could ever remember. As had her deceased husband Bill Parsons. But Bill didn’t live across the street, he lived in the house next door to mine, on the north side of my parents place. Bill and I had been best buddies — as some folks call it — since the year dot. As we had all grown-up.