. ? What's wrong?" Mark confusedly stammered, bolting upright in the guest-room bed to stare blankly at his obviously distraught friend. "What the hel... is it... ?" Easy, keep your voice down!" Steve gestured with his hand, still speaking under his breath. "I don't think we should upset the girls with it... ! Lydia Newell, she was attacked and gang raped this morning by two dogs from the wild-pack... right in broad daylight, for Christ's sake! The whole fucking town is up- in-arms... !" Jesus.... .. no, I don't think so." He had been sitting with his feet propped on his desk, leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his head. Staring at Jeff for a moment longer, he turned his head slightly to lock eyes with the colonel."What's the name of those two people we got from the FBI a couple years ago?" Uh, Davis and Cochran, as best I remember, Sir." Surely, they know how to interview a rape victim. I think we'll handle this doctor ourselves. Let's get the two ex-FBI people to talk to. ” Liz said, knowing there had to be more there.“But I told him if he wanted it, he had to let me tie him up to the table,” Emma finished, shrugging.“And that was all it took?” Liz said in shock.“Pretty much. Guys are so easy to manipulate,” Emma said. The memory of how little experience she’d had two months prior did not occur to her.“And the” - she glanced around before saying the next word - “cum all over the floor?”“I gave him his blow-job but didn’t swallow it so he came on the floor next. Her worries were put to rest by the beautiful blond she’d been drinking with responded in kind by kissing her back.They licked at each other’s tongues and she felt ecstasy in having successfully persuaded a co worker into being intimate with her. Summer looked to the window and Charlotte quickly shut the curtains. She slipped her hands under Summer’s arms pits and grabbed at the top of the sides of her dress and pulled it down. Her effort was rewarded with the sight of Summer Rae’s exquisite.