Rani fingered her cunt hard. She was sitting in her toilet. She had started thinking about how to rescue Anjali but her thoughts were invariably movin... towards Anjali’s rape and degradation. She couldn’t stop herself from imagining it. She thought about Anjali’s sweet cunt and ass being torn apart and increased her speed. Two brutes now had doubly penetrated Anjali and now she was like a rag doll caught between the cocks. Rani’s fingers moved with the rhythm of the brutes and all three came at. The violent shadows of battle shown on the bricks, the screams of agony, the roars of manic wrath. The boy tried to shake himself out of my grip, but I held him fast, my other hand gripping my sword. “Son, there’s only one way out of this for the both of us.” I growled, “You better find your juice quick.” The screams and clashes became louder and louder until we were right behind the backs of the platoon ahead of us. “Relief!” I shouted, “Relief! Relief! Left side! Left side!” The men in front. Once at my desk, it wasn’t long before Steve arrived for his usual, and he stopped to chat. “I didn’t think you’d come through for me” he said “Well seeing as it’s your last day and all” I replied. “You’ve caused quite a stir with those legs of yours” he said, and I laughed nervously. I wasn’t overly confident about my looks, although I received a lot of male attention, I was only 19, and I had issues I guess. It wasn’t even half an hour before he was back again, braver than ever! I commented. We went to dinners, movies and hit the bar scene a few times but I didn't consider it really dating although I enjoyed his company. Then the middle of April he invited me to take a trip to Key West with him. At first I declined but my friend (the cousin who had set us up) convinced me that it would be good to get away for a nice trip so I excepted his offer. He told me that we would have a two bedroom condo which I was comfortable with that. We arrived on a Saturday the last weekend of April.