Quiet polite Tinawas quite the vamp online and we made a bit of sportof finding her comments. On home invasion she said"Why is she resisting I would h...ve sucked them dry"on Elite Pain - " The mistress is too soft she isn'tswinging that whip hard enough"on BBC destruction. " I would love that big cock inmy ass- I'd bounce on that bone and then suck it clean"on and on they went. Building up a picture of someonedrawn to the darker side of erotica, pain, coercion and ****forced bondage, a*****ion,. Rachel: “Well, first they had sex with me in the truck. They ripped all of my clothes off…and then when we got to the garage… when they got me to the garage they all had sex with me. Over and over, and over again.”Shelly: “All? How many were there?”Rachel looked at her sister again and she burst into tears.Rachel: “Eighty-seven.”Shelly: “Eighty-seven???”Michelle embraced her bawling sister in a hug. They had broken her spirit she thought. Still though, she couldn’t help envying her. She thought. After a longish pause the passenger door opened and Fran emerged, quivering like an aspen, her face a sepulchral white dramatically framed by her red hair, her eyes staring with sheer terror. She staggered toward me. "James," she gasped, "I am never, ever, getting in a car with that woman again!" Relax, Fran darling," replied Gabby calmly. "I told you we'd be fine." You nearly killed us!" retorted Fran, her spirit starting to return. "James, darling," she told me indignantly, "on the motorway. I suppose that'swhat made her so good at her work, why she'd been promoted whenothers were being let go, and why she was coming home exhausted. "Yours or mine?" "Ours," I answered. It was true enough. When I'd gotten home I'dfound our lingerie hamper stuffed to overflowing again. Heaps ofpanties, pantyhose, stockings, garter belts, bras, slips, andteddies, hers and mine all tangled and crammed in and tamped downin a mass of hot pinks and ochres and beiges and blacks, tricotsand satins and.