“Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything you want. Anything.” She felt his grip tighten once more, and felt rather then heard, the deep chuckle... her face pressed up against his chest. “You’ll do anything we want even if we do hurt you, slut. You might even learn to enjoy it.” The bear of a man behind her grabbed her arms, his fingers roughly clamped around her biceps as her captor stepped back, appraising her with hungry eyes. “Before we’re done with you, you’ll be begging for it, girl,” he. “Then why the fuck was his cock hard like that and why was he stroking it?” Larry asked angrily.“Ok, so I was experimenting,” Faith started to explain, but Larry interrupted her.“Yeah, I saw what kind of experiment you were doing,” Larry said, shaking his head.“Let me finish!” Faith demanded, “I was experimenting with some ideas for a future Brews & Brushes party that one of the Girls Night Out groups has scheduled for next month. They’ve booked a few times with us and the last two times we had. ‘Important to who,’ he asked. ‘Whom,’ she said. ‘Damn, some burns my house, then they send a grammar Nazi to protect me. Isn’t Hillary bad enough?’ he asked. ‘You are lucky I’m not the assassin, or you would be dead.’ she said. ‘Death comes to us all. It’s not how long we live ,it’s how well we live.’ Roger said. I heard you see yourself as some kind of philosopher,’ the bleached blond suggested. ‘Not really, I just think out loud a lot. Makes me sound like I am trying to understand the. They gulped back something, which was an experimental homebrew. It tasted disgusting but did the trick. If the desired trick was a slurry untidy buzz and a window of which one could throw away inhibitions and common sense. ‘Sarah’ who was a year or so ahead of Ellie in the boy department, was busy in the corner with Simon. They kissed clumsily and hungrily. It wasn’t how kisses looked in the movies and it looked wet and unappealing. Ellie and Neil looked at each other awkwardly and continued.