They walked hand in hand to a nearby pub where Christopher introduced Jenny to a couple of his friends who were there. She took to them both and, bein... able to talk to someone other than each other for the last twenty-four hours, found it refreshing as did Christopher. Afterwards they sat entwined on the sofa and listened to music. Nevertheless, they were in bed by half past nine and resumed making love, two successive sessions and one in the small hours when Christopher subconsciously squeezed. I mean it." And I could see he did mean it."Did you catch all that, Curtis?" The voice came from someone walking around from the other side of the truck."Yes, sir," the guy I assumed to be Curtis said as he followed the first guy, video camera on his shoulder. "Every word, every facial expression, every action." John Johnson from News 7," the first guy said talking to me. "I figured if I waited here long enough you'd eventually show up." He turned and pushed his microphone into brother-in-law's. ’ He didn’t answer, though. He didn’t even clear his throat to answer. He just sat there, tapping his fingers. Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. The ring glittered with every motion of his hand. She had a sudden irrational urge to scream at him, to tell him to stop tapping his fingers, but she controlled it. She was in control here. She had him just where she wanted him. ‘When Gina walked in with her new manicure, I knew something was up. Pink fingernails? Bleach-blonde hair? You might as well have. ' Terror filed my soul as I looked up at my tormentor '...that's right, we gonna fuck both of you...' Looking back at Robert my heart broke as I said '...don';t hurt him, I'll do what you want just don't hurt him...' The five of them laughed as I was thrown over to the wall '...so you're gonna let all of us fuck your sissy ass...' I looked up and tried to sound submissive '...I'll suck all of you if you lets us go...' '...No you'll suck and fuck us all if you don't want us to beat hell out of.