Chapter Eight
No Matter How Brutal It Gets
That night Harper and Zooey were condemned to remain on the sidelines. Zooey didn’t think it fair when she had a c**k of her own bigger than those of the boys Billy rounded up for Andie’s gangbang. But Billy said, “No way in hell, girl. This is a guy thing. Watch, but that’s all.” Harper was content with her role, and Zooey sullenly followed along.
Andie sat on the living room settee in the farmhouse, demurely, virginal, hands in her lap, back ramrod straight, knees and lips slightly, submissively parted, her heart thumping like that of a wild beast cornered. Her arousal had been driven high, first with innuendo carefully placed all week long as Billy baited her with the promise of a brutal gangbang and then when the boys arrived in their truc
