Janet didn't care who she got to fuck - she was always horny and any one of the males present would have been satisfactory to her. She didn't want to ...uck Larry or Bob again before she'd bedded one of the guys she hadn't tried so she was very pleased to find herself with Tom already panting lustfully for her.Janet had provided some pillows on the centerpiece mattress just in case whoever was fucking there felt they needed some cushions for positioning or comfort when they got in the heat of. I managed to get to my knees, holding my throbbing temples between my hands. She had pulled herself to a sitting position and seemed to be laughing and crying all at the same time. "What... what the fuck?" I stammered, still in considerable pain. "What was that?" "Jason. I'm so sorry. But you just poked my cherry, Baby." "What?" I was still a little wozzy and wasn't following her. "You know," she had a broad smile now. "My cherry. Maidenhead. Hymen." "With my tongue?" I asked, somewhat. Oh in the name of the gods, what were they going to do with that knife? Mara enlightened me.ﾓDo you know what we are going to do to you, Barbarian pig?ﾔ I shook my head, my terror increasing moment by moment. ﾓFirst we are going to whip you within an inch of your life. Then we are going to cut off that revolting cock and stuff it in your mouth!ﾔI heard myself screaming in horror, babbling out hysterically, struggling wildly. Oh they couldnﾒt do that! They couldnﾒt...ﾓYour lips will be sewn up,ﾔ. If she is not, we ask Bart, as he calls himself now, about the organization of Swamp Dog. You know who did what, that kind of things. We get some more names from him, then some names from those names. Pretty soon we have the whole organizational chart filled in.Along the way we just might find out about Rose Seabold. Hey Michael what was the first address you have for the Rose Seabold ID?"Mike: She lived in a place called Farmer's Grove community. She lived there for several years. She kind of.