"Come on, shitkicker," the man I had floored demanded. He pulled his sword a foot out of his scabbard.I shook off the woman's grasp and followed the t...o Redcoats out the back door. They stood in the courtyard facing me, breathing hard."Gentlemen," I said to them. "I will not give you those women." We'll take 'em when you're dead," said the younger of the two, drawing his saber with a loud scraping sound. He smiled as he saluted me with his bared blade.I grabbed his free arm, twisted it up. How could we when I was getting molested in the middle of a public bus. For a moment I saw the bus driver looking back at us I think he suspected something. But did nothing so they continued to what they were doing. Tony after a while got bored of my breasts and concentrated on my pussy, he took the belt off making my pants fall down on the ground, as there weren’t many people then it was okay I thought. “Luke come behind me and guard from the driver’s vision…if I go down he will be able to see. The following Friday there was almost no moon and the sky was clear, the stars brilliant in the darkness. Uncle Reg had his binoculars with him and I was desperate to see through them. I was pretty excited, not sexually, but at the thought of what I might see through them. The men were laughing at my excitement and eventually Uncle Reg said "Oh come on then. I'll never get any peace until you've had a go." We went out together into the club yard. He led me around the far side of the club. Now that I have your attention, I should backtrack a bit and explain how I came to have my bumhole impaled on a penis during only my second day in New Caledonia. I travelled to New Caledonia from Australia to do some marketing work for one of the tourism ventures over there. I had arrived late on the Saturday night to give myself the weekend to relax before starting my work program first thing Monday morning. After a languid sleep-in until about lunchtime (and a little masturbation), I went for.