When I went out to the kitchen, Eva handed me a beer and a bowl of popcorn and said, “let’s go upstairs,” I looked at her shocked and she slowed...down and said, “I rented a movie and the sitting area upstairs is the only place with a DVD player, so we won’t wake the kids.” She continued, “Don’t be scared, I won’t bite you!”We went upstairs and enjoyed the movie and I noticed we got a little closer on the couch. At some point Eva’s tiny hands and stubby fingers rested on my thigh, I finally. My 2 straight friends laughed and said “Go fuck the bitch”. D. lap danced on me as my cock hardened and he came in close to me. I thought he was going to whisper again so I leaned in close and he kissed me on the lips. My friends whistled . I was so stoned that I kissed him back as he wiggled his ass on my hardening cock. Nothing much happened. His BF pulled him away and I got up fast. I later found out that my straight buddy was sleeping with a gay. Her hurried steps lead us to a narrow corridor with four doors on either side. Every door had a thick, heavy lock on them. Torture chambers, their purpose went unsaid.On the last door on the left, Altea stopped. She looked at me, “You saw the killer last night, right?”They had connections deep into the Militia if she was asking me that. Focusing on hiding my nervousness, I nodded. Altea unlocked the door.I peered inside where a woman dangled under a light by chains that attached to the ceiling.. Michelle went on to recount the particularly disastrous date she experienced earlier that evening. She had finally been asked out, since coming to England, by one of the cuter farmer’s sons. When they got to the pub, she figured out it was just one of the local boys showing her off like a trophy, as the one to take out the American girl staying at the old Wellington place. At first this made her feel special and unique, and it was nice to finally be with people her own age, and males other.