The conversation was unusually sparse–another clue that something was amiss. Usually, Tara is quite conversational in the mornings.After we finished..., Tara and I went into the great room as we normally did. But this time there was something different on my agenda than just the daily running of the kingdom."Tara honey, did I do something wrong last night? Did I say or do something to upset you?" I started turning to face her."No, why do you ask?" she said. She didn't look at me directly. I knew. All was right with the world."Dave?"Someone once described the "three note interrogative" as used by a teenage girl. Do you know what I mean? You know instantly you're going to be asked something which in all probability you don't want to hear."Yes, Jenni." Do you love me?"Oh, Lord help me. I knew I couldn't duck this one but I didn't really want this discussion at the end of twelve hours hard sailing."Jenni, yes, I love you. You are probably the most important person in my world right now." I. ‘Good,’ praised the man between my legs. ‘Flip her over,’ he said to the other man, and before I could respond, they had flipped me over onto my knees, the man at my head holding my face down by my hair against his chest.I tensed as the other man spread my butt cheeks. What was he going to do? I still couldn’t believe what was happening to me but I didn’t want it to step. How were they getting away with this in a public club?I jumped to feel something cold and slippery push up against my anus.. "How about if I ask you a personal question?" Umm, OK, I guess." Would you like to go to a movie and maybe stop for a drink and a pizza some night? All work and no play makes Allie a dull girl. Please don't feel uncomfortable if you want to say no. I'm not trying to hit on you. You just seem like a nice girl and I thought we might have a good time together." I asked."Oh geez, I don't know. Would it be OK with Mary? Umm, I haven't went out on many dates before. I don't have a lot to wear right.