Liv crawled into the ruined rear hatch. She was almost out of the car when the memory of her pursuer flashed into her head, like a bad dream. Liv imme...iately turned around and used the Surefire to locate the Steyr, which had lodged itself under the gas pedal during the crash. The last full magazine took longer to find. It was stuck under the passenger seat at an odd angle. Liv stuffed the Steyr into the band of her skirt, grabbed the Go Bag from the passenger seat and crawled out of the ruined. Ishuddered and looked down. The front of the panties were wet in a messysplatter pattern. I was embarrassed, excited, and felt incredibly guilty.I quickly peeled them off, rolled them into a ball and threw them out.For the following few months the only way I would masturbate was withpanties on. Sometimes if I had the house to myself, I'd even put on a braand stockings too. Learning from my first time, I would always pull outand cum in a towel, or my hand. One afternoon, staring at a palm-full. The crude comments continued as my breasts were revealed, and then my panties were ripped from me violently, painfully. I would have fallen had one of them not caught me.Now the hands again, squeezing my flesh, probing each of my orifices. They assaulted me with a constant barrage of crude comments, belittling me, degrading me, bombarding me from all sides. I felt so totally defiled. It was worse than the other night with Ted and his beer buddies. It was worse because Nathan was responsible for. He remembered. Then he asked, "Did Nora suck your dick?" And suddenly I got really nervous and said, "No, of course not." He asked me if I was sure, which was really fucking weird, because if I were the guy, I think I'd remember. He asked me if I saw the blowjob and I said no. I said that I had heard some girl blew a guy in the basement in front of the guests, but I had missed it.Now apparently, the guy whose dick Nora had sucked was also named James, so he was looking for every James who went.