He had arrived here intent on escape, in the certain knowledge thathe had a fool-proof plan.But he had been made to look stupid, weak and frail by a p...ir of middle-aged women and a third, who had groomed him from an early age by allaccounts, was about to subjugate him to a life at which just two days agohe would have laughed out-loud and dismissed as absurd.Now it seemed inevitable. And the only people laughing were three ladiesin shiny satin coats, gloves and skirts who appeared to know. One of the girls on our cheer squad had done it and talked me and a couple of other girls into going up there and trying it out. We drove up to the place and parked. We drank some hard drinks to get us in the mood. We wore those mask that go around your eyes to keep our idenity secret. We walked up to where two ladys had already laid out a blanket, they said we could join them. We all sat around on the blanket talking as the sun went down. Soon some older men came up and stood around. The. .fuck!" Her spread legs spasmed tight around her hands, her back arched upwards, her mouth stretched in an endless, voiceless grinn of pleasure. Eventually, her body relaxed and she could breath again."And...lights." Graham's voice should have been a little more breathless than that. Amelia should not have been at the door to be able to operate the lights. Everyone should not be fully dressed and sitting up on the chairs as if this were an afternoon tea party and not, after all, a wanking. The answer was obvious. Anna had implied without comment that she had resigned herself to capitulate to the evil African Serval starring at her in the mirror. He tried not to gloat. He was in a delicate situation. He was getting what he wanted. He did not want to rub the humiliation in right away. At some point they would be in it too deep to back out. Now was not the time for additional humiliation.Feeling helpless the couple waited for him to speak like two forlorn animals waiting to be.