“Go find big a big chunk of wood and stick it up his ass, Pell. Make the fag scream.” her tone in a horrifyingly genuine request. “It’s all dressed up like a whore,” remarked a male voice, “maybe we should fuck it first.” “You fuck it,” indian offers the other male. “You’re the one who’ll fuck anything that moves. Go on, I dare ya.” “I’m not into that gay queer shit. But this thing, it’s dressed up like a tart. It’s just begging.” “Whadya say girls?” the other male voice throws down the challenge. “Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it…” I hear two female voices start to chant in tandem, with a frighteningly frenzied sense of purpose. “Yeah, just look at it. It deserves my cock up its ass. OK, I’ll do it. Come on then. Flip it over and hold it down. My cock is gunna go in.” His words were effected bravado to impress the two girls, but his veiled fervour hadn’t fooled me. He’d implied he was repulsed by “that queer shit”, but had jumped at the chance to go at me. The pretext that I was due some kind of violation was bullshit. He’d been presented with what he perceived to be a slut whore and, a penis in my panties or no, he was hell bent on fucking my ass. And when the two girls would surely chant egg him on,,, well,,, I could see it would give him more reason to try bang my brains out. I knew that when he got in there and set things right, he’d let rip like a run-away jack-hammer. All through their exchanges my cock had remained semi-engorged, despite the ominous thread of their words. I was still being held with my arms back over my head, my back on the hood, my exposed loins thrust outwards, and my heels barely touching the ground. It felt really good being naked. Just as he finished the last bite of breakfast a horn bellowed from outside. “Aghh! She came over to me, bent down and whispered in my ear, and you did it FOR me. We gotta try that again sometime soon. Sat in my favorite chair and saw why. Minako Mihara, my receptionist, should know not to interrupt a session indian and... “I don’t know. Even though Dani was my sister, our union was not as mind-blowing as it was with my twin, but it did have its own unique appeal. We haven’t gotten to know each other that well yet. Glad I could help." This is all a big big surprise to you?”