" I will talk to her, but I doubt whether it change anything. And I won't do it for two or three weeks, I'm off to the Seychelles for a couple of week... tomorrow. It was a holiday that I booked for myself and Susan, and it seems a pity to waste the whole ticket, so I'll go alone. I loved Susan with all my heart, I probably still do, but divorce is the consequence of her choices, not mine. And I've made my decision. Maybe, later, we will talk and find a different route, but for the moment the. " "They knew and I knew I was breathing heavy, something was stoppingme from moving and they were getting bolder. I could feel this hand travelling further up my thigh; I was strugglingto say no when the second hand touched me. I felt my knees buckle againstthe bedside. The hands were now tickling me on my bare skin above my nylontops, I was just about to stop them when the door opened and a third mancame in." She took another large swig of her drink before she carried on, "Thisman was the. Then my legs were pushed apart and I was slapped again – a scream tried to exit my mouth – but it was too full of my uncles peepee so it came out as a gurgle. He asked them to do it again as whatever they did make my throat convulse around his cock and he liked it. I now knew that his peepee was called a cock.I was slapped again – twice – in quick succession, and I tried to lift myself off the footstool as my cunny was being battered. I could hear the men laughing as my poor cunny was. “It wasn’t too hard to convince them. We were the best-looking girls in the club. We danced and we drank. We ended up drinking a lot more than we should have and we let things go farther than we wanted them to. The guy kissed me on the dance floor once and I had to kiss him to get him to buy me another drink. The next time we danced I let him put his hands on my butt. That’s when we decided we needed to get out of there. Tiffany and Katelyn were the same way. Nothing went farther than.