She was held in bondage, immobilizing her and removing all vestiges of resistance, and as she lay there naked and exposed in a crude manner, the three...men prepared for an evening of brutal and uninhibited sex.The girl like myself, was portrayed in he mid-teens, though I suspected she was nearer to her twenties, she did look younger, which suited my fantasy, as I imagined myself to be her and the men were going to have fun with me.I had received the DVD from my girlfriend Hazel, she had been. "Quit fighting it, Bria. You're safe," Christy said."Okay Mom," Bria said sarcastically, pulling the covers up just a bit.She closed her eyes, feeling that almost drugged sensation that hit just before unconsciousness. A dark shadow passed in front of her closed eyelids, a voice whispered in her ear."Brianna, come to me."She struggled up through the layers of sleep, fright chasing her through the gray levels even as she kicked and fought at the covers that seemed almost to smother her. Hands. "A bit ethnic, my ass! Kevin O'Rourke, if you persist, so help me I'll have the map of Ireland tattooed on my chest, right over my boobs. What do you think about that?"Kevin looked thoughtful, and then visibly brightened. "I think it's a fine idea. A bit dramatic and not really necessary, but a fine idea. What do you two think?"By this time, Sandy was laughing too hard to do anything except slowly shake her head. Cliff just held up his hands in a sign of surrender. "You keep us out of this! I. "That's a very good presentation Scott," he commented. "I'd say that you've got a flair for public speaking."Scott had been taking a drink and immediately started to choke when some water went down the wrong way. Mr. Piotrowski got up and gave him a couple of very solid thumps between the shoulder blades. Mr. Piotrowski must have been one tough hombre back in his day. Those whacks had some power in them.Embarrassed, Scott told Mr. Piotrowski that he didn't talk much in school, or to other.