Nice 32C breasts, which were perfect for her body. She's more reserved than Sharon, but when you get her in bed, well, she's quite the vixen.So anyway... like I was saying, we had all just come back from our regular Saturday night out- this night it was the movies for, of course, a lousy movie chosen by the girls. We came back to my house after the show to hand out. The girls were in the living room, chatting about who-cares-what. Us guys were in the basement, drinking beers, smoking some grass. Deirdre had completely lost her feeling of time. She was not sure if they had raped her for hours, for days, or even for weeks. Both captors had been insatiable, their erections barely abating. They had appeared like figures from a hideous nightmare, like monsters from some B movie, with their completely shaved heads and bodies, their bulging muscles, and the weird tattoos that covered chest, back, arms and even the shaven heads.At one point, one of them had talked about pills and somehow. Ben's 'problem' had first manifested itself some twelve months before. His erstwhile girlfriend had been sympathetic, at least initially. "Poor Darling, I expect you're just tired. We'll try again in the morning." And they had, with no better result. The sympathy hadn't lasted long. Within the month she'd moved on to pastures new. He found he wasn't too bothered. The relationship had been fun but wasn't going anywhere. They had enjoyed each other and now it was over. 'Done and Dusted', as the. All conversation stopped as we walked through the gate and Harold and his two friends took a seat in the small, fenced yard. There were about two dozen tables, almost all of them occupied, and everyone stopped and stared at Jenny and me as we stood on either side of Harold. I couldn’t meet anyone’s eye, but I glanced around and saw that there were a half a dozen couples sitting around drinking and talking. Most of the tables, however, were occupied by small groups of male customers.After.