The whole thing makes no sense, even as I recount it to myself now. I was leaving the park when I heard some one calling me, I turned to see Bruce tr...tting in my direction. I started to turn and run but decided to face my fears. Bruce came up and rubbed my shoulder and upper arm saying 'His David, glad I ran into you. I'm watching my sisters house while her and her husband is out of town, come on go with me we can talk and straighten out some things'. I tried to beg off but Bruce was already. Sensing that the heavy rain would not last more than a couple ofminutes they loaded the boot of the Moggie with the bags and waitedoutside looking at each other in rapt amazement. Speech was unnecessary,there was a new, even stronger rapport between them now catalysed bytheir shared love of raincoats.As they hoped, the rain slackened and they were able to take off theirmacks and get into the old car without getting wet. The macks were hungon the straps suspended from the door pillar. Securing. Are you on your period or what?" I blushed when I heard that. Herface hardened. "You. Will. Go. It's a patrol meeting and I'm your patrolleader." What the hell?" You heard me. You are member of my patrol, so you have to be on meeting.It's an order." You can't be serious. It's ridiculous. I don't..."Then another ball hit me in face. This time it was a snowball. I heardlaugh. I muttered a swearword and I looked around to find a person who Iwould kill with my bare hands. It was Greg. Fifteen year. I was drooling around the ball gag. Im sure the guys were taking turns at the controls as this went on for much longer than I thought possible. At some point a probe was forced up my snatch as deep as they could push it and it too was sending pulsating shocks the full length of my vagina canal. This caused me to drool even more and lots of laughter from my abusers. At times they adjusted the clamps pulling my pussy lips wide and biting into new areas of my breasts and nipples. After what seemed.