"What happened?" It killed me." She put her head back slowly and laughed. It sounded phoney, but so did everything I was saying, so who knows. "Don...t worry," she said, "I got over it."I nodded, not wanting to show that I felt completely out of my depth. "Oh." I took the joint back and had a shallow draw and then sat there, looking at the glowing tip with suspicion. I think there was a long silence, but it might only have been a few seconds."Sorry," Samantha said, "I'm getting weird. . I cried out in agony. In rapidsuccession I got 11 more. By the time the beating was over,I was in tears."Maybe that will help you remember. But if you forgetagain, you will get one for each week instead of one foreach month. Do I make myself clear?" Yes!" Yes! What?" Yes mam." That's better. Now that you have paid for your sin, youcan now give me my present. "With that she grabbed me by the collar and led me to thebedroom.She pulled off my shoes and pants and threw me on the bed.Before I knew. He took us to our favourite table tucked away in the corner, shielded from prying or lusting eyes with potted plants. As we followed Barry down the winding aisles to our table, we could see eyes locking onto Angela’s sensuous body which left very little to the imagination.Barry had set the table with us sitting across each other. Angela told Barry that we wanted to sit together as she slid towards the end of the sofa seat. As she had sat in the car with her back to the door, she rested her back. She misinterpreted my movements."Oh, you are keen, aren't you?" she asked, mockingly.Even though my movements had been for another reason, I was keen. Very keen. I wanted it. But I didn't want to admit aloud quite how aroused I was by the prospect. I played it as cool as a man in my position might."Well, it's why we're here, isn't it?" It is indeed. I want to fuck a guy, and you want a girl to fuck you. We're a perfect match." I heard her stripping out of her jeans behind me. Out of my sight..