She stopped the sobbing on my shoulder and I showed her my room, I told her to get comfortable, have a shower and whatever, then join me for dinner an...d we could shag all night. And she looked at me excitedly and said ‘alright!’ As I saw her up the stairs and showed her the room, I watched her shapely rear sway in her tight, tight blue brush jeans and felt the nudge in my pants, as much as I loved and adored Rick, I do love an occasional strictly feminine break to while away the night. She was a. .. si, she’s still a virgin.”Lina said, “It was a quick learning process. For both of us. We learned to read the signs, to know when sex was ... inevitable. It became obvious that it was better for us to become, or seem to become, eager participants. They beat us less, or less hard, when I just stripped and pretended to enjoy it. Thanked them.”Later, in bed, I told Vanessa, “I got the impression that Lina might have enjoyed some of the sex.”Vanessa whispered into my ear, “She did, some of it.”. Like she was the one that wanted to motorboat them and lose herself in her never ending cleavage.Then I thought of Beth. She was a victim of rape. Her first real boyfriend "raped her roommate."Men were monsters. Not to be trusted. And there were alternatives. Of course. Of fucking course!And apparently, from the looks of this domestic scene between the two of them, it flipped a switch in me.The rage bubbled up. She turned her? Zoey? And Beth? Lesbian??!?"What the fuck!?" I yelled out during. I asked her what the hell was the matter and she said that she was in her bathroom brushing her teeth when the top of the tap came off in her hand and now there is water gushing all over the place and that she had no idea what to do. Without thinking I opened the door to run out and have a look (forgetting about my semi hard cock in my boxers) and took a step out. I then realised my error and told her i'd be in in a minute, I turned round ran upstairs and put a shirt and jeans on.I ran back.