They got her talked into one more game before her and the guy she wanted to fuck were going to leave and they begged her to leave her jacket un button...d, so she did. She walked around cautiously so no one else in the bar could see but the 3 guys could see everything. Finaly the game was over and they discussed where to go fuck and she suggested that they go outside and talk about it. They went outside and walked over to his car that just so happen to be parked in the back. They started. She had packed a weekend bag in minutes after her mother told her the fabulous news. Truth be told, half the fun was Fiona's pout and whine, but as Catherine so sweetly pointed out (much too sweetly - she got a 'cease and desist' glare from her mother), the Ballet in Brighton was her thing.And so, less than an hour and a half after the phone call, Hannah and Catherine were standing in doorway of the apartment, waving to Joanna as she went down the stairs again. Hannah's hand was on Catherine's. I glanced at the tv and had to double take again, fuck I looked like a little slut on the bed, and it really showed how big these guys were standing over me. I knew there was no way out, I was going to have to comply with their orders or they were going to hurt me.. badly. I grabbed the lipstick and started to put some on “Get up bitch and do it in front of the mirror.. do it right slut, we want that pretty mouth of yours looking sweet before you swallow our cocks” ordered the first muscly guy. I have a position lined up with a large firm. Of course, passing the bar is the next move after that.’ She burst into laughter, this I thought that was a tad harsh. ‘Rob, I’m not laughing at you, my last name is Shaw, I’m a partner in the chambers of Michael Abbott QC. I graduated last year. Nepotism at its’ finest, he is my father.’ ‘So Shaw is your married name? How long have you been married? A gentleman should never ask but how old are you?’ ‘Yes, twelve months, twenty four in two.