“We can all share my bed if that’s what you want.” Ava said. “Have either of you ever had a treesome?”We both shook our heads.“It’s not ...ll it’s cracked up to be.” Ava said.Gladys stood up. “Well come on then.” She said, unsuccessfully trying to hide her excitement, “Let’s all go upstairs.”This might sound odd, but I wasn’t really very happy about the idea. I wanted to make love to Ava; I wanted to be alone with her, intimate, with no distractions. I wanted to love her, look into her eyes and. That third group had two more broken arms and three broken legs. There were a number in that group who didn't have names because they refused to talk to me. The treatment of women that the Triple-A's espoused brought out the worst in men. Some of these men survived by their cruelty and it became their identity. We weren't a rehabilitation clinic. Poppa Jack took a simple view on that because he was adamant that there would be no repeat offenders.There was one woman in the third group. She had. Louis P.O.V: (Okay so its been at least a week since Louis and Harry first fooled around, shall we see how Louis and Liams escapades fair when a girl is involved!) Ugh Liam! I shouted as he thrust deep into me his ball slamming my ass making me moan hard. He reacherd round and started to wank my cock exerly the flick of his wrist leaving me wanting more and more and more. But something changed. He stopped fucking and looked round. There was Skye, out best mate, she was watching in awe at us. Just quiet tears soaking into my shirt. After a few minutes she released her hold and pushed me away. "Okay. I'm fine. I'm fine. You can get to your studying, brat." "Bull. I'll just sit here for awhile. You can talk or just listen to music or whatever. I'm gonna stay for awhile, Maggie." "Do whatever you want. You always do, silly brat." With that she got up on her bed and pushed her pillow up behind her back. Then she crossed her legs and her arms. She was staring over at her darkened window..