Ashely gasped, told Johnny she-was-sorry-for-barging-in-but-she-just-wanted-to-make-sure-she-was-alright, and turned to rush out. She stopped dead in ...er tracks as she heard his voice behind her."Ashely, I'm glad you came, and I assure you princess, that I am alright."She was facing the door, her back to the bizarre sight she had just stumbled upon. She knew she had to leave, but she couldn't move.She heard his footsteps from behind, and she heard breathing. She couldn't tell if it was hers or. She was down on one knee where he'd pushed her, head down and shaking but no worse, which was good. I needed calm now. Deep breaths would help. I took two as I focused on my relaxation mantra before I moved, and by the time I reached out to help her up the adrenalin had quit pumping and I was nearly myself again. When I touched her she shrank away, but she was too panicked to do more than squeak shallowly. I gave her time, with a couple more deep breaths to bring myself down the rest of the. As they passed the steering position I shut down the motors and allowed the houseboat to come to a stop before going on deck to help out. By the time I'd got to the stern the two guys were out of the canoe along with their packs that contained everything they owned the canoe along with their food supplies headed to the bottom of the river.I got the boat underway while Anne made the guys a hot drink with a shot of brandy in it for their nerves, it appears the guys were backpackers from England. I yelp in pain, and beg for him to stop. He ignores my cries, and just digs his fingers in harder. Soon i relise I'm no longer crying in pain, and little moans of pleasure are actually exscapeing my lips. Am i a whore, for actually likeing this? I'm not a whore... This is natruale feeling, isnt it?I suddenly feel an almost swelling in my stomac. My thighs begin to shake, and a huge moan exscapes my lips. "UHHHH!!!!" I practiacaly scream over and over."Thats right Abby, moan for me! I wanna feel.