About 3pm, as the sun was going down, we were on the slopes piling our gear into the vehicles having changed out of our ski boots. I remember turning ...o my right, being bumped from behind and my feet going from under me. The next thing I knew I was on the compacted snow clutching my left ankle. Fuck, it hurt. By the time we got back to the farmhouse, it was badly swollen and I couldn't put any weight on it.Two hours later I left Aviemore hospital using a walking stick with my ankle heavily. Can’t we do this alone? This is so embarrassing,” I said. “You have embarrassed Jill by showing up so late. Now you deserve to be embarrassed,” June said. So I stood in front of Jill with my hands on my head. First, she pulled out my shirttails and rolled them up so they were out of the way. Then my belt was unbuckled, I was unzipped and my pants were at my ankles. While this was going on I didn’t make eye contact with Alice or June, I just looked straightforward. Next, my undershorts were at. They had me walk past the bathroom, which had no door, down a long hallway. It was dark and I entered a larger room with several smaller doors. I went in one and was given two tokens. They told me to enjoy and shut the door. I put the tokens into a machine. The light turned off and a panel went down. It was the hottest thing I had seen. There were two men, one was naked on all fours chained and gagged, he was skinny, tan, and completely shaved from head to toe. The other man was big, hairy, was. When Robby, you know, pops me? What do I say? There won’t be any pop!”Lauren snorted at this. “You had better learn how to lie to men. Just tell him that you lost it riding your bike. Hell, he’ll be so excited that’ll be the last thing he cares about!”“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” asked Lauren. “You know, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”“Now who’s the one who’s nervous?” asked Heather with a laugh. “I promise you I want to do this!”Lauren was downstairs in Heather’s basement.