.. but it has done something to me. Everything got hazy, i just remember bits and pieces. I was gone. Lost in a world where everything circled arround...getting fucked. As they sensed the substance made me even more willing, one kissed me deeply and overwhelmed me. Our tounges circled and he put my dick out. Jerked it. The other one touched me and whispered something into my ear but i can't remember what exactly. Since i prepared my room for a selfbondage they recognized my leather-wristbands. "Greg, I know you are upset with the way your father just took off and I still remember you asking if it was something you did. You are old enough to now to hear the whole story. You may end up thinking badly of me, but it will help you understand a lot of things in the long run." She paused for a moment trying to decide where to start. "First off, did Mandy tell you anything about what we talked about when she was upset about the rape?"Greg shook his head and Mandy told her that she hadn't. Over two hundred good men had died in a terrorist attack, many of them his friends and acquaintances. Some he was directly responsible for. All of them good men. All of them died way too young.He tossed back the rest of his drink—was this his third? This off-base bar wasn't as an anonymous as he might have liked, but there weren't that many military types here. At least there was that.Someone slid into the barstool beside him and Mac immediately edged away. Then something about the man seemed. Battered bruised and feeling sorry for myself following a very painful divorce. The only true statement my wife made during the divorce was I thought more of my Mother than her, yes it’s true.I found my wife now my ex wife naked riding my bosses penis whilst slapping her thighs with a riding crop I instantly resigned by the only way I knew breaking his jaw and throwing her clothes including the riding crop from our flat window.Just as I reached for the glass the phone rang my Mother the first.