She had our hands running over her body in a heartbeat squeezing her tits running over her body "Do your fucking worst you pathetic bunch of cunts" sh... sneered with nowhere to run she was forced down on to the table her arms pinned down her legs pulled apart Mark approached with a bottle of baby oil, squeezing an excessive amount of the oil onto her belly every free hand began rubbing it in up and down her legs, her chest and arms she was glistening now. Gary's hand went between her legs. She checked one last time the name on the order form and rang the bell and waited. A few moments later a pretty red haired pregnant lady of about thirty or so answered the door and invited her inside. You must be Zoey, she said with a smile while extending her hand. And you must be Mrs. Gordon, Zoey replied while setting down her brief case. Call me Lisa, the rotund woman answered while ushering Zoey into the large well appointed living room, please, have a seat. Zoey picked out a large plush. This went on all summer until they moved away, a apart of me knew it was wrong and he didn’t hurt me. Or little did I know how it would affect me later when I found out that this type of behavior was wrong. Finally after I missed a Friday at the gas light I decided I would go on a Saturday. I arrived about 1 pm and not many cars were in the parking lot. Great, I though as I could move from booth to booth without much trouble of guys following me or trying to talk to me. I peeked into one booth. We have an unusual emergency"The urgency in his voice was clear and a smile came over Dan's face. He now knew that the plan had worked this far, now he needed to know the extent"Good morning Mr Phillips, Can you tell me the problem please" Well I am not actually sure. We think a sewer has burst sometime in the night. Our vaults are set underground and the pipes run parallel to them. The force of the pipe has ruptured the base of the old Victorian wall and the vault is filled with raw sewage".