John was instantly reminded of his own school hall - they all looked the same. Bland curtains covered the six huge windows to his right, a hundred or ...so plastic, uncomfortable seats were lined in rows facing the stage which was dark and drab. He looked around as the parents, grandparents and, in some cases, perfect strangers took their seats, each of them busily scanning through their thin paper programmes and whispering to each other as they tried to determine how long they would have to wait. The fantasy was mine. Marie got undressed and so did Tina. My cock was rock hard as was Frank's. We watched the Marie laid down and Tina got on top. Soon they were both moaning. It was hot. Finally Tina said next hand. The girls just sat down naked. We lost the next hand and the fantasy was Tina's one man French kiss every hole of the other three. Frank laughed and said dude you lost. Frank dropped his pants and stripped of his shirt and I got nude. I said I would go to the right. . “Where’s your ring?” she asked. “Where’s your wedding ring?” “Fuck him!” Heinrich said. “I mean fucked PROPERLY! That Pee-Wee couldn’t screw his right hand. You got to meet these guys. These niggas know how to make a woman cum. And they don’t take shit.” “Niggas?” Scarlet Queen looked to Jane Gregg. “Never heard her use it before. Completely out of character.” she replied. “Did they... rape you?” Carol asked hesitantly. “Let me out, Carol.” Heinrich said softly. “Did they rape you,. I hoped. "Merry Christmas, Jenny." Merry Christmas, Mom."The conversation weighed on me as I went through the rest of the afternoon. I thought about calling David, but I wasn't really sure anything was wrong, and I didn't want to go behind Jenny's back. Jeff probably wouldn't know, either, though they'd always been close, and I didn't want to disrupt his and Caitlyn's holiday.After dinner, Mike and I snuggled under a blanket on the couch to watch old Christmas favorites. Perhaps it was my.