" She knew what I was getting at."And your point is?"An advantage she hadn't thought of popped into her head. A momentlater, her eyes lit up as she a...ked, "This could take a lot longer thanusual, huh?" Oh yeah." We didn't have to worry about refractory periods, therewould be nothing stopping us until we were both exhausted.She grinned at me "Well, I guess I won't be reading much tonight, huh?"Wordlessly I pulled the nightshirt off, revealing my surprise."Oh wow...just...wow." Liz stared,. " Yes," I interrupted. "No good preaching. How do you think I feel?" You feel?" Rebecca asked in surprise and indignation. "You've got an eighteen year old girl pregnant and she has been made homeless for it. She can't have an abortion and if her family are Catholic which they probably are, being Italian and all that, then that wouldn't be possible anyway. She is alone, scared and young. No idea where to turn to and you think we should care what you feel?"I gulped. "But..."Rebecca jabbed her. She said something to those holding me and I felt my legs being pulled further back and apart, then she shaved over my pussy again and making sure she got between the cheeks of my arse next to my rectum. The others sensed I was enjoying it as I had long since stopped struggling, and as I was enjoying the experience and now quite relaxed. Once she was finished someone untied the cloth around my head and removed the gag warning me to stay quiet. I was washed again with a by now warm cloth, and. It was too bad; I had no more change."Will do - got to go, see you soon, darling girl." And you, darling man!"The line went dead, and I went back to the flat to put the kettle on. I was a little surprised that no-one else was up and about, but then it was still only a few minutes after seven o'clock, and it was still pitch black outside, if you discounted the street lights. And there was another two weeks yet to go of the days getting shorter before the Winter Solstice.Despite the coldness of.