The perfect evening. My feet are located higher than my hips, which, as everyone knows, is essential for a serious hanging-around position. A cold bee...r is strategically positioned in my right hand. My eBook reader is lying on the deck at my side, but switched off, just like it should be at such a moment. No input is necessary now, mental or otherwise. Apart from a little bit of beer, of course. This is a much needed moment of serenity. I need to just - be. And most of all - be alone. Solitude. In theprofessional ones you couldn’t tell if the ‘oohing’ and‘aahing’ was for real, but in the one I picked out itwas clearly not an actress performing. Instead it was aregular woman getting fucked by her dog and reallygetting off on it.The next time that Bonnie was at my place for theevening, after a few drinks, I put the tape on the VCR.The movie began with an attractive woman stripping infront of a dog. Bonnie’s eyes got wide. “Is she reallygoing to. She stroked herself a little, moaning sexily, and placed a couple of fingers under my nose. I hungrily took both of them into my mouth, sucking all of her juices from her as she smiled at me, and then Katrine.Antonella then moved up on the couch and knelt over my face. “Then, you get close to him, but don’t let him lick you. Let him breathe in your scent, and in a few seconds he’ll go crazy with lust.”I craned my neck to try to get my tongue near her, but she was out of reach. I breathed in. They ate what food they could find and when they left they took me with them. I was thrown in the back of an old van, among a bunch of rolls of cable. They drove down the road a while and then pulled off the road. They were trying to decide what to do with me and one of the men began taking my dress off. He couldn't get it off so he ripped it off, tearing it badly, my new store bought birthday dress. Another one of the men ripped my panties off and they started some kind of a game." I didn't.