He handed me the phone and as I was dialing the number Sheila walked out of the bedroom and into where we were. She was wearing one of Gary's button on shirts with only two of the buttons buttoned and no bottoms. You could she her nice c cup boobs through the shirt and her thong panties.I was getting a hard on right away.I she walked over to us just as my friend picked up the phone. To keep my mind on the reason why I called and to keep Gary from seeing my dick, I wheeled around in the chair and was facing the computer. My dick was still throbbing as I was doing my best to carry on a conversation with my friend.Sheila then walked up behind me and placed her arms on each shoulder with her hands droping down and her head just over mine and boobs brushing up against the back o my head. I never wanted hands on the back of my head so bad.As my friend gave me the code I was looking for, I had to lean forward to get a pen to write it down. I hated to move, but I had to.When I moved so did. He stripped me naked. I don’t know how many people were in the room. It was some sort of party. He held up my arms and he started telling everyone that from tonight on I was going to be his woman…’ Her words were coming out in soft choking sobs and I wanted to hold her but I was afraid to move. I told her she didn’t have to say anything else but she told me she wanted to finish, that she had never told anyone and she needed to do it now. ‘I heard people laughing and commenting and then he got down on me and he raped me. He was laughing the entire time. I felt ashamed and sick and humiliated and it hurt like hell. Then he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me into his bedroom where he raped me again.’ ‘God, I’m so sorry, ‘I said. My words seemed so shallow with the circumstances and I felt such a tremendous rage that I knew if I had been able to put my hands on the artist, he would never be capable of raping anyone again. ‘It must have been some sort of date rape drug,’ she said..
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