He didn't say if he was," I said and smiled at Scott."Dude, you can tell me of all people. Was it non stop fucking like twobitches, hot bitches I migh... say though, in heat wanting each other'sdicks?"I laughed, "It wasn't exactly non stop, Scott. We're not super men." How many times did you take that ass?"I shook my head, "Scott that is so personal." Who cares? We are friends. You can tell me."Still shaking my head. "Four times, Scott." That's my boy right there. Giving Corey all that big. “Yes, come on.” He reached out again.She recoiled again, bumping a chair, then pulling it in front of her between them. “No, I dance with husband, not with you.” She let the accent out. I stepped up when he was about to say something, and shook my head. He backed up a step.“She’s got a cute accent. She’s your wife?” Natasha nodded. “What about her, then.” Eddie nodded and backed away from him. “Or her.” Jane nodded and stepped back. “What the fuck. They can’t all be yours.” Funny as hell, all. She had been surprised when he had invited her to move in with him. He knew it wasn’t permanent, at the end of the summer she would be moving to another city 1,500 miles away to take a new job. She had told him that her lease was up and she was going to have to move for three months to one of those crappy, month-to-month places. Technically, she had her own room but she had never slept in her own bed although he had fucked her there on more than one occasion. He had fucked her virtually. “Time to show us those pretty tits of yours, white meat,” said the ringleader as he brought his knife out again and flicking his wrist cut it off, catching a bit of skin between her tits opening up a small, but relatively bloody gash. Hayden winced from the pain, but fought the urge to shot out. “Get that thong off her.” It was then unceremoniously ripped from her hips revealing her shaven cunt. The five men closed in on her, two taking a position behind her and two in front with the ringleader.