‘So why am I here?’ She asked after her laughter died away. ‘Is this the afterlife for people who died of stupidity?’ ‘Not at all!’ Eric a...swered. ‘This is the place heroes come after they die.’ The words struck all the mirth from Ginny. Her a hero? There had to be some mistake. She was no hero. She had never done great deeds to be passed down in songs. ‘You are a hero.’ He went on, as if he had read her thoughts. ‘You died saving the life of that boy. You ran back into what you knew was. I just never imagined that he would be physically able to do anything more than talk about what he wanted to do with Judy. I’m not that well-endowed, and I started to enjoy the fantasy of watching Ben fucking Judy. We could only imagine he had a big cock based on his comments. That was the first time in my life that I had a fantasy desire to see another man fuck my wife and to see his cock.”I was struck with how much their situation seemed to parallel ours. Jackie and I had also been having sex. It was wine. I took it and sat down beside her. By now my eyes had adjusted pretty well to the darkness. We started talking, and she apologized about not acknowledging me when I had come by earlier. I told her it was ok, and I apologized that I walked in on her and her husband having a disagreement. She simple responded that he could be such an asshole, and didn’t really understand her at all. She said he only cared about his job, and felt like he took her for granted. She went on to say, that. " said one of Harriet's captors. "Wonder how many more of these we've got wandering around like this - shameless disgusting sluts."Jessica and Gwendoline were inside against the far wall and tied to a couple of chairs and Harriet soon joined them. The old cowshed was filled with about twenty unsavoury looking men all dressed in some kind of uniform."How did you two manage to get caught?" asked Harriet, feeling terribly scared."You don't argue with the kind of weapons they had trained on us,".