Wei Chu, 45, left her husband in China for a new life in America and is all alone. Having come here only last month, her English is still very poor and people laugh at her because of the way she talks and some people resent her because so many jobs have been lost to China. Also, she has trouble getting around because she does not understand the signs and often gets off the bus or train at the wrong place, sometimes at very wrong places. However, she is very trusting of other people.
This is about a very unfortunate incident that happened soon after her arrival. On this stormy summer Tuesday she had taken the bus out of town to see about a job she had heard about from the counselor at the Chinese cultural centre. The ticket agent had written down that she should get off the bus at the fourth stop. This would have worked perfectly well had she got on the right bus. Amazing how much difference one or two letters in a name can make. She wound up on a bus heading into the mountains.
Two hours later, Wei Chu dutifully got off at the fourth bus stop. The bus depot was very old and dark. The bus driver had learned long ago that he should never question a passenger's decision to get off so he didn't bother telling her that this bus depot was semi-abandoned and open only on Fridays. By the time she realized her mistake Wei Chu was cold and wet from the pouring rain. Despite her umbrella, her white blouse was soaked to the skin revealing her black, lace bra. Her black, shoulder length hair was pasted to her head. Her black, calf-length skirt was equally wet. Discouraged, she sat on the bench and cried.
Clyde, Jethro and BobbiJo were out cruising in Clyde's '65 Jeep enjoying themselves - drinking moonshine and just looking for something to do. Not much to do since they lost their jobs when all the factories closed. The Asian imports killed the factory jobs. They stopped at the old bus depot because BobbiJo needed to pee again. She just couldn't hold it.
Coming out of the washroom she spotted an Asian woman crying on the bench. "Hey, what you doin' in my town?"
Wei Chu smiled. Help at last! "I lost. You help?"
"Sure Honey. Me and my friends will help you. We'll give you just what you need."
Clyde and Jethro saw BobbiJo coming back with a big grin on her face and a Chinese woman in tow. The woman looked to be about 5'1" and of small/medium build. Seemed to be wearing business clothes.
BobbiJo explained, "She's lost and needs help. I said we'd give her just what she deserves." She gave them a big wink and they knew it was fun time.
Wei Chu smiled shyly as they let her in the car between BobbiJo and Jethro. Then they drove slowly down the muddy, rainy mountain road to the old shoe factory where they kept their still.
Wei Chu happily thought 'Nice womans give me ride with frens. I OK now.'
Parking at the factory door they told Wei Chu to come in and Wei Chu thought 'Two mens big. Why stop old building? I scared, maybe they bad peeples.'
When she hesitated, BobbiJo pushed her out the car door and Jethro grabbed her arm to drag her into the building. Dark inside. She pulled away and ran out the door.
"Clyde! Catch her! She's getting away!"
Running out the door she passed BobbiJo who grabbed at her but just managed to rip her blouse down the back. Clyde tripped her and she fell face down in the mud. Laughing, Clyde kicked her and yanked her back onto her feet. Wei Chu's blouse was all covered in mud and her face muddy. BobbiJo's face was getting pink from excitement and she ripped Wei Chu's blouse right off. Laughing, they looked at her standing in the cold rain in her wet black lace bra with her nipples, hard from the cold rain, showing through. They stood in a circle around her and started slapping her back, stomach, tits, face. BobbiJo yanked at her bra until it tore off. They grinned as her tits popped out: nice, firm, not too small. The brown nipples were very big.
Clyde said, "My cock throbs."
Jethro said, "Mine too," as he squeezed his crotch.
BobbiJo shouted, "Strip her and fuck her, I want to see you fuck the bitch."
Wei Chu's thoughts sped through her mind as she tried to cope with the shock: 'I run, fall, mud. They kick me – hurts! Woman rips my shirt off! What happening me?? They hitting me! HEP ME! They yell FUK. What mean FUK? I so scare. What they do me?'
BobbiJo dragged her by the hair into the old building as Wei Chu sobbed uncontrollably. Lights switched on revealing an old dusty, empty place with just a corn-still in one corner, a few leftover wooden tables and some hooks hanging from the rafters. The hooks were for moving heavy boxes. Wei Chu's breasts heaved as she took in her surroundings. Clyde just grabbed her ankles making her fall over as Jethro yanked her skirt off revealing her rain-soaked white panties. Her firm legs glistened from the rain.
Clyde remarked, "For someone's mother, this one has nice tits and legs! What do you think Jethro?"
"I think we hang her from these hooks and fuck her ass. Then we can give her to my cousins down the road. BobbiJo can watch or fuck herself, I don't care."
"Jethro you shit! Just watch while you guys have all the fun? No way! Share and share alike. I want a piece too."
