Chapter 5 part 1
The following morning, Nanci woke up only to find the place empty. There was note on the center table from Randy. A nagging headache was starting to annoy her; she got herself off the couch,
Her body was alive with uncomfortable sensations; her butt had faint reddening marks, turning purple in some areas, the pain had settled deep in her body, her pussy felt irritated and dry, not as dry as her mouth. She stood up and headed for the washroom...
She stood in front of the mirror and was shocked at seeing the scratches and bruises all over her body. Cuts were evident in her breasts and she noticed wood slivers painfully sticking out her fair skin.
She started frantically to open drawers and doors looking for some pincers. It didn't take long to find a small pair.
Slowly she started to pluck the splinters from her chest ... removed a few from the palm of her hands and from her thighs... sweat started to build in her forehead and while the pain was intense, every single sliver removed added a small degree of relief.
Her head was pounding and she wondered why it was so hard to remember what happened the night before; she could remember dancing with her friends... shadows of memories flooded back... she though strange seeing herself standing in the middle of the room, on top of the table; why?
She could feel her friends eyes on her.. But she couldn't remember much more... why was it so hard?
A shiver run the length of her spine when a spectral image of an old man standing in a dark alley... why did she felt fear? She looked down to her bruised and damaged breast and her fear jumped tenfold... wait... suddenly she saw herself face down on a pile of wooden skids, held down by hands, many hands and almost felt the enormous cock of the old man pumping at her exposed ass in the cold of the night.. She felt nauseous... she was raped!! And her friends were there!!
Her hand shoot at her mouth stifling a moan and her large eyes looked at their own center in the mirror... why?
She recalled, now clearly, Jen's smile in stark contradiction with her cold eyes, full of hatred. She had thought that all was behind... she felt the panic growing in her tummy... no, she hadn't moved on... It was her vengeance.. She saw the animal lust in Randy's eyes... those eyes that never looked staring at you... But they did last night... they wanted this to happen... they all wanted to happen... and for the first time on her life Nanci saw herself as a victim of a dark plan.
Bile shoot up her throat and rapidly she kneeled at the washroom bowl and let loose, trying to purge her pain, sorrow and deep sense of embarrassment. She was shaking violently and she sobbed uncontrollably, with her forehead resting against the rim of the bowl, strands of her hair floated in the dirty water.
