‘Rachel, the choice is yours. Your virtue or Patrick gets cut up. Oh and by the way, if you do refuse, I have locked up in a basement somewhere a gi...l who grassed me up to the cops, and she’s servicing my men. They can fuck her at their leisure. I haven’t forgotten that you gave a statement about me to the cops. Refuse me and you join her.’ Putting his glass down on the coffee table between the two sofa’s he stood up and walked around to stand next to her as she sat stunned. Taking the glass. Pulling into her driveway he turned and gave her a creepy smile.“Well, here we are I hope you had a good time at the picnic Alice dear…” He said as he adjusted his glasses before taking the keys out of the ignition his smile grew as he licked his lips; she was rather creeped out he never acted this way before she wondered what was wrong with him.“Uhhhh thanks, Bruce it was nice of you to drive me home I really appreciate it well I’ll be seeing you later have a good day…” She said she quickly. I cupped my hand gently, lightly, over her resilient pubic mound, my first two fingers sliding down between her legs where I felt the springy depression of her vulva. I clutched her pussy a bit more firmly and began to move my fingers up and down the crease in the white cotton. Her head moved restlessly to one side and she made small smacking sounds with her lips. I continued moving my fingers, searching for the little button I knew was there. Alex's hip shifted closer to me and her eyes. Her pants were still undone and she felt the track guys hand on her stomach going lower and lower. He just barely put his fingers under the waistband and kept them there for a while. And then they hit her pubic hair and stopped.The then other guy got off the bed and went down to the foot of the bed and took off her shoes, and began pulling her pants down. She said that she actually raised up her ass for him and her pants came off. Now she was laying there with two guys completely dressed on.