There’s a dull thud as he pushes the hand wash plunger too hard and the bottle falls into the sink. He swears, thunks it back into place. Brushes hi... teeth loudly. Doesn’t leave the tap on. Oh god. Oh god. Small steps. An inconsistency in the circle. A dent. Enough to throw things off course.He rinses. Spits. Rinses. Spits. He leaves the bathroom light on, enters the bedroom, naked but for his boxers but then thankfully he turns, heads back and flicks the light off. The mattress dips as he. He decided that there were too many cocks and not enough cunts and it just didn't make sense not to put her to work. They forced her down on her knees beside me. At first they had to hold her down but she gave up after Cody borrowed Barry's leather belt and whipped her ass for a few minutes. After that she knelt beside me, docile, crying quietly, while together we were raped by four boys at a time.It wasn't so bad at first. But as time wore on and the boys had gulped down a couple of beers they. "You think that's going to stop me? I don't care. And I know you want to talk about it."I shifted in my seat. She was right, I did want to talk about it. But I simultaneously didn't want to talk about it. "Jax, I really don't."She shook her head. "Matt, stop being a little bitch. It was just her tits." She laughed. "Hell, I'll show you mine."I felt my face go red. "What the fuck...? No, Jax, I can't do that."She had stopped laughing, and was just smiling now. "Why not?"I just stared into her. Then just when I realised what I’d done, I got a puncture and had to change a wheel.”“Well that explains it then.”“Nope, that’s not how I got like this. I was about to sort it out when some guys stopped to help me. A couple of them changed the wheel. I sat with the rest of them and one thing led to another.”“What do you mean, rest of them, how many were there?”“I’m not sure how many were in the back of the truck maybe about twenty but only three of them helped. Two changed the wheel and I sat.