Tunnel vision set in as her sight reduced to a small spot of clarity in front of her. She felt numb as she pulled her panties down. Her skin felt surr...al, like she was touching someone else."Lock the door Hank," the older guard ordered as he kicked the legs of the chair out from under her. Tumbling to the floor the full realization of what was about to happen hit her as Tom began to unzip his pants.Scrambling to her knees, she sobbed louder. "No, no, no ... please! No!" she whimpered."Chad,. " No problem. And no, I don't have any thongs. Don't you always feel like you have a wedgie?" I didn't mean I had a BUTT wedgie," Allison shrugged, as she unbuttoned her jeans."Ooooh," Wendy said knowingly. "THAT kind of wedgie."Allison noted that her friend at least had the decency to blush."As for feeling like you always have a wedgie, not really. You get used to it after awhile." She slid her fingertips under the cloth that disappeared down the front of her jeans and tried to rectify her. Problem was all the stuff that was there only reminded me of them and smelled of them so I packed it all away in boxes for the attic.I then went about moving all the furniture around. I figured if it was in a different position and I redecorated a little, it would be different and feel like it was more mine. A quarter bottle of Fabreeze used on all fabrics in the room including the carpet got rid of their smells.Sandy poked her head in and said, "She's here, lover boy." Thanks Sis, be right. There were those that thought me a lesbian, since I didn't get physically involved with any of the guys... but then, today I can tell you, it was simply a matter of time and mental compatibility. Back then, I was more interested in the next western novel - reading and music were my life, apart from my other hobbies.As a matter of fact, when we graduated from college - these same friends am talking about - and I, went on to secretarial college. Dont ask me why... for some silly reason we thought.