Isobel was wearing a short, pleated skirt and a skinny-rib tank top while Heather had gone for a pair of tight terry shorts and a loose short-sleeved ...louse. I suspected she might have forgotten her bra.I gave an appreciative whistle. "Perhaps we could forget the walk after all."The girls blushed and giggled but they eyed me coyly.I offered a gallant arm to each. "Now which sights of this fair city shall we explore," I enquired."Dressed like that you'd best avoid the town altogether," Mary said. " I gritted my teeth and remained silent. Whack came another stroke, followed by four more, before he asked me again, "What is your name and what are you?" I was sobbing openly now but remained silent. Jake said, "For a wimp you have guts, but I you know this is hurting you more than it is me." Mary was begging him not to hit me again. She said, "Stop, you will kill him." Jake looked coldly at her and replied, "So what if I do?". Mary came to me knelt and told me, "Tell him what he wants to. I did the only thing I knew to do. I buried my face in my wife's ruined pussy and tasted 5 hours of gangfucking her.She stirred at the touch and I looked up at her. She starred at me with a look of horror on her face."Oh my god what have I done?" she said almost in a wail.I jumped on top of her and kissed her passionately. She tasted of cum; evidently they had used that hole as well."It's ok gorgeous. I think I love you even more," I whispered fervently, "your my little slut now."She giggled,. " Sam, this is Al Dehner at Rite Aide. I've got a crazy man screaming in my story." Al's voice was quivering, a sure sign the man was nervous. In the background, Sam could ear what sounded like someone shouting, though he couldn't make out any words."On my way," Sam said.The Rite Aide was only about six stores away from the corner where the Security Office was located. Sam could hear the shouts before he was halfway there; something about the "wrong store" and some old man. Sam followed.