I hear him chuckle as he moves round to my front leaving my arse on show ‘come on boys come get what your wives won’t give you!!!’I feel the fir...st one behind me pulling my arse open poking at my little hole with his old finger , rubbing his cock up and down my crack and then in one hard thrust ramming it right up my arse hard making me scream. ‘Shut up whore’ Ron spits as he slaps my tits, his friend pumping my arse hard groaning ‘fuck she’s a tight whore I love this tight little fuck hole’ As. "Oh stop it! Get off me!" she mumbled, drunkenly, and pushed him feeblyaway. She got up, staggered towards the door and tripped over someone'slegs. She crawled the rest of the way out of the room, picked herself upand staggered off, into the night.The feeling of hyper-awareness stayed with her, not oppressive any more,but strangely exhilarating. There was the cool night breeze, the glow ofthe street lights against the black of the sky, people passing, laughingand shouting. She suddenly. 45 and she had just 15 minutes to get things sorted out before her appointment arrived. She had just got back from taking the children to school and needed to get her thoughts together, as the next hour or so would be involved. Gill was 44 and a single parent, a widow actually but it amounted to much the same thing. Left with two young children when Martin had died suddenly, Gill had tackled the business they had set up with determination and effort but the financial mess the country had. By that time tomorrow, we should have details on our travel plans. Thanks. Ollie clear.“Okay, Jack clear.” By silent agreement, we all went to bed for the evening.The next morning, we rose and ate breakfast. While we ate, I said, “Last night, Janice and I talked about setting up a CB for listening purposes. Also, I think we need to run a speaker inside or put another radio in here. We need to monitor HF better.”Mary said, “There must be more people on the air and we need to find them. Why don’t.