I landed the plane; I was the only one that could. I fixed the radio that got us rescued. I kept up with survival and worked harder than any of the ot...ers. And my wife chose to humiliate me and not support me.I looked at my wife. She tried to apologies for being such a bitch to me. for holding back and for trying to humiliate me.“Trying?” I asked.She looked down. “I am sorry.”I told her that I need to know what she wanted now. Where do we go from here? But I told her not to answer. I told her. Too scared to turn and face my tormentor I let out a bloodcurdling scream, again I thrash around almost freeing myself only to be confronted face to face with one of the ugliest creatures I could ever have imagined! I close my eyes praying that I will awaken in my warm comfy bed. My prayers go unheard and as I open my eyes again I find myself surrounded by a number of strange otherworldly creatures who all appear to have their attention set on me. I feel a strong grip encase my skull as I am. Angie and Naomi, emerged from the passenger terminal at terminal 5, Heathrow. They were both tanned, and looked a picture of health. Richard had paid for them to holiday on the Red Sea, in a very private villa. Neither girl had any white bits, Richard had been most insistent. Naomi finally got a signal on her iphone, and connected to her bank account. The cards had taken a hammering, and she needed to check her balance. “Fucking hell,” she said, wide eyed. “Over drawn then,” Angie said “what a. " She giggled as she walked over to the bed, pretending to be shy about her nakedness. She ran her hands softly over her breasts as she crossed the room, knowing she had their attention. She tossed off her heels as she purred, "Watching you two fuck like that has gotten me all warmed up."Greg lay there quite shocked, unable to say anything. His cock quickly came back to life at the sight of Jolene. His work had brought him to America for six months and Sarah was going to be great company. They.