And when she got high, she turned into a raving slut, capable of almost anything. So even though she outwardly abhorred the way Ted treated her, insid..., it excited her. She had come to love sex, and loved how sex felt when she was high. And that was part of the reason she was where she was at the moment. Ted had been jonsing, going without, for several days and he was going nuts. By now, Ted had a fairly significant cocaine habit working, and he started getting itchy if he went several days. "We are not staying there that long."But sometimes, it just doesn't work out that way. As they pulled into the driveway, they could see that the screen door at the kitchen had broken away from its hinges."Did we have a bad storm here last night?" Jill asked."I don't think so," Emma replied. Three of the Marshalls from the second car were running toward the house while two others positioned themselves near Jill and Emma. Kyle managed to follow the first one into the house, much to the chagrin of. After a another round of shots and drinks, the ladies decided it was time to dance. They walked out to the middle of the room and danced in a group to the old school R&B music that was playing. Us guys appreciated the view and stayed back to watch. My wife was clearly having a great time, and so were her friends. As I made myself another drink I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I grabbed it out and saw a text from my friend Dan. Dan had recently broke up with his longtime girlfriend and was. When the sobbing slowed and she began to wipe the tears, Mike let her go. "Who?" he asked again."Hector Gutierrez," she said."I don't know the name," Mike said."He goes to Johnson High," she said."And he?" Mike asked though he dreaded the answer.Tears again cascaded, "He raped me on my first date."Mike held her again as she cried. After she had calmed down again, "Why the stuff with the boys? I would have thought that would be the last thing you'd want to do?"She laughed, "Yeah, I guess I.