I couldn't understand what Tryx was saying, but I knewprofanity when I heard it, regardless of what language it was in. A fewchoice English words were...sprinkled in as well. But Tryx's insultsobviously didn't go over well as the guy holding her yelled back, thenstarted to squeeze harder."Let her go!" I demanded frantically, knowing that I couldn't doanything to enforce that, but I felt better for at least trying to. Ofcourse they all ignored me anyway.Then just when I thought things couldn't get. We could only hope they would act rapidly to address the appalling situation. The thing that bothered me was that there were at least a dozen armed Chechens running about free as birds in England's green and pleasant land. No one had seemed concerned in the slightest by that fact.It was already full dark by the time we pulled up outside the cottage. Heavy cloud cover obscured what moon there was so it was black as ink. There were no lights showing in the windows and my heart sank. Supposing. There was another couple having sex at the other end. They danced for me and stripped themselves.I had the best threesome of my life on Brazilian street. The girls were young, had a dark skin tone, their hair was blonde and perfect. After sex, they asked me if I wanted to sleep with an older woman. Since the sole purpose of my trip was sex with Brazilian women, I agreed.Surprisingly they said that they would let me have sex for free. It was later that I found out that they were shooting a porn. 'Tina, what are you doing here?' He seemed confused. Tina got up off the floor and tried to straighten herself up without success. 'I feel so weird. I'm mad at you, Tony, but right now I'm not sure why. Where am I?' The question was directed to me. 'You're in my house, and you all need showers.' I said. 'You can take turns cleaning yourselves up.' Tony practically ran into the bathroom, and a few seconds later I heard him throwing up. Shortly after came the sounds of the shower running. 'Don't.