Gang Raped In Garage
“Friday, finally” I said to my friend Lisa at work that morning. “I thought this week would never end!” “I know what you mean Claire, it’s this heat, it makes everything go so slowly” She pushed her fringe back from her forehead for perhaps the twentieth time that day. And it had been unbearably hot too – we weren’t exaggerating. In fact it was so hot; I had opted to go without underwear for most of the week, hoping that it wouldn’t be too obvious beneath my short skirt suits. We worked slowly for the rest of the day until eventually, after what seemed liked an eternity, we left the office at 5pm. I walked with Lisa to her car and waved her off, wishing her a good weekend, then walked to the bus stop. …