"Shit." He looked at the clock on the wall. He had less than 20 minutes to get to campus, find a parking place and take the shuttle to his building. T...e phone rang again. He debated just letting the answering machine pick up, but on the third ring he caved in."Hello?" Oh, Jack. Just the one I was hoping to reach."It took Jack a second to place the voice, then felt his face flush with anger. He closed his eyes, trying to remain calm."Analise. It's been a while." Yes, it has. I wasn't..." Her. Isla was alert, and Peter reminded her to stay calm. She had just come out of surgery, so try not to recall too much. The nurse came and called Peter for the other victim. Isla’s friend had taken several serious blows and he was concerned she had a serious concussion. Peter told them he needed to check on the other victim and left the room. Everyone talked but Brett could not say anything. She was hurt. Isla was hurt. Some bastard abused and tried to force… Brett exhaled and stepped out of the. All of the tattoos on his arms were of gay men in sexual positions. The largest images were of large breasted shemales with huge cocks. The other was a white guy who was bigger than both of them. He was 6'4” must of weighed at least 320lbs. They all had huge bulges in their pants, I could see some outlines of their cocks. It looked like the Latino guy's wrapped around his leg. “These are my friends Steve and Juan,” Dom said while throwing his arms over their shoulders and kissing Juan's neck.. I tried to breathe but couldn’t remember the correct sequence. Which was it after breathing in?“So, I bought you some.” He looked down at his feet.I couldn’t understand why, why at this time, why out of all of time, he chose this time to get bashful and start to play coy with me and then I realised that he wasn’t looking down at his feet, he was indicating where the lingerie was and oh my god he was wearing it for me. We were drunk the one time that I said I loved men in lingerie and his.