She had them all inside except for the very last one and no matter how much they both struggled to get it in, her sphincter would just not cooperate a...d surrender to her mentor's will. She was further humiliated, when he spanked her so hard that her ass cheeks turned a shade of red that would irritate a raging bull.Harry was not in the least bit put off by this and whipped his long instrument out bouncing it on her backside in a high-spirited display of "Alpha" male domination. Alice was in. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger.My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the emptied water bottle she carried to the bathroom, as a douche bottle! I hope!Would there be any point in asking? She could only confirm my hopes or fears. Nothing would change reality of what I had already swallowed. Maybe not knowing is better? Take charge! Decide reality for myself! Sally douched away those dregs of society,. "Westill don't know who did it."Peter took a good look at the note. "The handwriting looks familiar,"he said."Really?" asked Alex. "Who?" I can't put my finger on it," replied Peter.An hour later they finally gave up and took a break. Peter went to playsome baseball with a group of friends and Jan went to a friends house.Alex was stuck with no one to hangout. But there's six kids in thishouse, there's got to be someone. Alex walked into the kitchen, hespotted little cousin Bobby she smiled and. True, we’re all getting older.”“Yup.”’Pat eventually got bored and said goodbye. James’ day returned to normal. Dinner was a quiet affair with everyone wrapped up in their own little world.In the evening, Cheryl had her music on as he went past her room. He got a peek inside and saw she was lying on her bed, reading a book. Her nose was buried in a paperback – Edward Abbey’s “Good News”. She had headphones on so she didn’t see or hear him. He observed as he got a look at her backside that.