It was if he wasn't even there.They also shared a couple of cups of what was left of the communal food pot but nobody offered Norbert the smallest tas...e. He was so ignored it was as if he were one hundred miles away. They didn't even look at him. As far as they were concerned he no longer existed.CHAPTER TWOWhen the men woke up the next morning they were met with dead silence. It was eerie. After three days the blizzard had moved on sometime during the night. There were no more wild, violent. He wanted someone to give him sexual relief and I wanted to feel his cock spurting huge gobs of white sticky cum in my avidly sucking mouth and on my face.One afternoon I was giving George a very sensuous and impromptu blowjob, when, unknown to either of us, his friend and neighbor, John, had come home early, saw my car in the driveway, sneaked around to the back of the house. Because it was a basement apartment easily looked in George’s partially open bedroom window. John watched the whole. “Per our agreement, you are here only to watch. I need you to be extremely quiet. Is that understood?”I heard no response, so I assumed that there was a non-verbal signal. “I can’t believe he is doing this to me! Strange men are looking at my naked body spread out on the bed.” I said to myself. I was mortified. The humiliation of my situation hit home, and I started to breath harder and faster.He came back to the bed and whispered. “These men are going to watch me make love to you. They will. She was wearing her old grey off the shoulder t-shirt, a black g-string and no bra. “I just found some very incriminating messages on his Facebook.” “What do you mean?” he asked, looking slightly frightened. “I mean, what are you up to sweetie?” she said in a high, fakey voice, “how was work today? Is she around? Yesterday was so nice, he he. Can’t wait to see you again. Fucking bitch.” “Oh,” he said, “that sucks.” “That sucks!? We’ve been together for two years, I’m not some girl he just.