As my ass was getting its first cock another cock was sticking thru the gloryhole so I started sucking it like to whore I was becoming. I was for sur... that the guy pounding my ass had to be getting close when I heard another voice from outside in the hall say " they are only 3 of us here and this slut so bring her to the theater" The cock pulled out of my ass and the cock I was sucking pulled out of the GH and a face leaned down and said go to the theater.I grabbed my pants and underwear not. On reaching my floor I headed straight for the ladies room only to be greeted by my boss Mr Stevens. He must have seen immediately that I was in some distress and asked in a very concerned way, my god Lisa what’s happened. I just stood in front of him and started to sob uncontrollably. Mr Stevens put his arm around me and led me back to his office, once there he sat me down and asked again what was wrong.I started to tell him what had happened in the car park and whilst doing so Mr Stevens. I had just had the most erotic experience with a woman I hardly knew, a woman not even claiming to be interested in men. My life was getting more bizarre by the minute.I finished the shower and began to shave my face. Since I never liked electric razors, I used shaving cream and safety razors. I was really careful shaving around my stitches, which luckily was in an area that hardly needed shaving. When I was done, I washed off any shaving cream residue and put on some clean clothes. I decided. . it looks like he is returning back to the land of the living..."As Peter gained full awareness, he realised that he was lying on his back on the ground, with three grown men in their 50s. They were fishermen. Two of them were standing and one of them looked wet and was kneeling next to him.Peter could make out the waterfall and then remembered where he was and what had happened before losing consciousness. Peter quickly tried getting up, but only managed to sit up rather than stand up.The guy.