So she appeared at the sentencing to give a victim’s statement, and this is what she said: ‘I met you Spencer Thorneburg at the Harrison Roadhouse...the September before last on the occasion when Michigan State played Western Michigan. As a result of that encounter I consented to going with you to your residence and we had sex. For me that was an unfortunate experience which I regretted to have participated in. Objectively any rational male would have easily concluded that this was just a one. Everyone who was passing by was checking us out. The first man lifted my ultra-short skirt.“Damn! You are so ready for cock in that nasty pussy,” he said when he saw I was wearing no panties.Both men started undoing their pants. The first man grabbed my ass and I felt his cock rubbing against my ass, he was getting hard and his cock felt huge.“Would you help me too?” The second man asked, showing his big cock.I started stroking the cock of the second man while the first guided the head of his. The spray gun came in handy when we put a finish on the exterior of the cabin. The finish was a reasonably expensive polyurethane with stain. The cabin came off a weather gray color. The door we hand painted red.Juan made two sets of working shutters on the table saw. Those we also painted red. I was really proud of how it all looked. I had ten grand in the project by the end of the second week but the one cabin was going to be worth five times that much at least."So what are we going to do. She sat silently, saying nothing while I detailed the full fantasy. It was agony. Even after I finished, she remained stoic and cold.Just because someone can grant all your deepest desires doesn’t mean they will.“You want something to drink? Water or cranberry juice or—”“I don’t drink.” It was weird to tell a bar owner, and I only realize after I’ve started that she hasn’t offered alcohol. “I come to see the dancers and the S&M show. You’re very good, you know.”“Yeah, I know.” She lit a.