He sweet talked me on the way home. This was new for him, but I thought it was cute and he just missed his mom after a couple of weeks apart. Anyways,...we got home and initially went our separate ways. It started off innocent enough, I felt tired from my long drive home but otherwise ok. I was unpacking my suitcases when David brought me a glass of wine and urged me to go relax in the bath tub. Man, something about that wine and bath really hit me. I can usually handle my liquor but it seemed. Here, ' I said, trying to pass them on to him.'Prunes? No, I'm fine in that department at the moment, thanks all the same.''I said runes, not prunes. They're an old Teutonic script. Did you ever see that film... ''Oh yes, ages ago on TV, it's coming back to me now. The villain passed them on to his victims, who would see them waft away on a sudden breeze, before being attacked by a monster. So you're trying to bring me to a horrible violent death are you?''Only to save myself. I wouldn't. We didn't speak, and I was even more resentful after my adventure the day before.I got up, soaked in the bath, and shaved my pussy. I picked a cotton dress with a low neckline. And I decided I was not going to wear knickers.At 9.30 am I went next door.I used the key that Sheila had given me, to let myself in. Matt was not anywhere to be seen downstairs.I climbed the stairs and soon discovered that Matt was still in bed in his room. He was convinced that yesterday was a one-off, and was. Another of the naked girls was being screwed against the wall by one of the young bucks cheered on by his mates. When he had finished another took over but before another tried, she insisted they lie down. After the fourth she turned over and presented her bum as her cunt was sore, they kept up the gang bang until the attractions of food and booze became more interesting. Angie and Mercedes had taken Jack’s advice and stayed in the public bar that only had one table of men sitting. Jack asked.