”“I like your thinking, Numa. I would be delighted to do so, but the difficulty is finding long straight wood to make them out of. You don’t hav... bamboo here, do you?”“Bamboo? I have never heard the name. What does it look like?”“It is a member of the grass family, but has strong woody stalks that grow straight up and these are hollow. That would be the best wood for making long spears.”She furrowed her brows with thought. She worried at it, then came out with, “There is a wood such as you. She was asking me what my fantasies were. As I'd had a couple of pints with mates after the game, I blurted out that before I was with her, I had fantasised about having a threesome with her and Margaret. She giggled, and suddenly left the room. I instinctively pulled my pants up, as the door was left ajar. I could hear the girls taling in the kitchen, then giggling. I will mention briefly that Great Barr is almost in an area of the Midlands which has a dialect all of it's own, almost. ‘That’s a pretty cool name,’ I said thoughtfully. ‘Alright, I’m convinced. So what next?’ She laughed again. ‘I definitely made the right choice with you,’ she said, smiling widely, almost proudly. I felt a strange feeling all of a sudden, and glanced down at my shuffling feet (below my still erect cock, that is) for a moment before looking back up at her. ‘What choice was that?’ ‘Chris,’ she began, getting up and walking towards me, her hips wagging oh-so-wonderfully. ‘I have chosen you to be. His fingers biting into me. I had presumed we would go straight to the hotel but I was wrong. We walked down a narrow side street and in full view of passers-by; he pushed me hard against the wall. Roughly kissing me I felt his hand on the hem of my dress. Pulling my knickers to one side he dipped his middle finger into my cunt. Biting on my earlobe he growled‘You are going to be a good little whore for me aren’t you’ He wasn’t asking…he was telling.He lifted his fingers to my mouth and ran.