Of course, she knew exactly where such bars could be found, but she did not want to let these foreign men know that she knew. So, she retreated from t...e table and left the men to their discussion, although she was curious to know why Joe had suddenly asked her this question in public instead of in the privacy of his apartment.Joe’s plan had worked, as soon the group began to describe different bars where women would be willing to spend time with a man in exchange for buying her overpriced ‘lady. “Do you think I could have a beer? ?”, Shannon asked. I hesitated but noticed that she had the smell of beer on her breath already. “How many have you already had?”, I asked. “Just one,” she replied. She said that her folks weren’t expected to come home ’til much later in the evening, so I figured it would be okay. I got a couple of beers from the fridge and gave her one. As we drank the beers we talked about a lot of nothing, but were having a good time. We had always gotten along well, and. The other two were a little more hard-assed. Instead of sharing a single word with each, Samantha received two words: "Fuck" and "Off", and in precisely that order. They turned out to be immigrants from a certain misogynistic Middle Eastern culture where educating females was not considered the thing to do. While living in the West they'd been forced to send their daughters to elementary school much against their own better instincts. They had the chance now to stop that Western nonsense on. Again how the human mind works was a mystery to her, because for some reason she felt that number two was still dressed underneath her but somehow his cock was managing to push into her butt. She felt him thrust into her three more times before her horror grew exponentially. Suddenly she felt number one on the mattress at the foot of the bed. She thought she heard the sound of a zipper and then felt him take hold of both her legs.The next thing she felt made her try to scream “NOOOOOO” into the.