Part 2: The Addendum

As you know, Amy and I have always been best friends as far back as I can remember. We are closer than most sisters and we don't fight with each other. When we dated in high school, we both liked Ray. We both dated him but he chose Amy. I was kind of mad at first but I knew Amy really cared for him and she was my best friend.

I wasn't in love with Ray but I really liked him. I hope that makes sense to you. I dated a number of other guys but none seemed as nice as Ray. I even went out with Jake Mullett twice but he didn't know how to keep his hands to himself. I guess I went out with him since he was the star of the football team. In a way I guess it was also because Ray didn't like him. Just a little revenge on my part. It was really a mistake. He wanted to take my cherry but he never succeeded. He was just too damn vulgar.

After high school Susan and I went to a two year college and then became secretaries in the same office. Ray had entered the service. I knew Amy really missed him. Almost every day she would write to him and tell him everything she did that day. I was dating a nice guy and let him take my virginity. I liked him a lot but didn't really love him. About the time that Ray got out of the service I broke it off with this man.

As soon as Ray came home, he and Amy got married. I was the maid of honor. I was so happy for the two of them. Ray's best man was a guy named Ron. I really liked this guy. He seemed so much like Ray. I spent a lot of time with him at the wedding. Unfortunately, he had moved to Indiana and was a fireman so I didn't see him again. At least not till a couple of years later.

In the meantime I hung around with Susan and Ray. Susan was pregnant at the time of our five year class reunion. She said she wasn't going to go since Ray was away at some type of police school. I ended up going alone. They were making it a combination Halloween/Reunion party. I stopped by and Susan helped me get dressed. I went as a hooker. I really looked good. In fact I could have had a couple of tricks on the way to the party.

As I entered the hall, the people who knew me laughed and told me how real my costume looked. I was propositioned a couple of times but laughed it off. I hung around with Molly who was dressed as a cheerleader. She could still wear our original outfit. Molly, Amy and I were all cheerleaders. I should tell you that the three of us were rather outspoken girls. We weren't shy and didn't take any shit from anyone, male or female. We were all three rather popular. I'm not bragging here; please don't take it that way. I'm just trying to give you a few facts.

Two perverts in our class came up to me and wanted to dance. I really didn't care for them when we were in school and I didn't much care for them now. Everything that came out of their mouth was trash. I did dance with them each once just trying to be sociable. Their names were John Beal and Dan Abrums. Dan touched my ass and I told him to stop it. The second time he did it I slapped him along side the face and walked away. I could hear him calling me a bitch, but I already knew I was one. I just laughed.

I found myself drinking quite a bit. It was something I usually didn't do. I find that I am more in charge of myself when sober. Molly had found a man to spend most of the evening with and I was alone again until he walked in. It was Jake Mullett.

I found myself staring at him and he was smiling at me. He walked over and handed me another drink and I accepted it. I spent the next hour with him. He spent most of the time talking about himself or how he always wanted in my pants. I made the big mistake of saying, "If I get any drunker you'll probably succeed."

A number of the people were going out to the parking lot and coming back in. I asked Jake what was going on. He told me that John Beal had just bought a new customized van and everyone was going out to look at it. It had a bed in the back and was setup sort of like a bedroom on wheels.

Jake asked if I wanted to go out and look at it. After the crowds cleared Jake and I walked out to take a look at it. I was somewhat drunk by now. There, next to the van stood John and Dave, the two perverts.

"Hi, Jake," said John. "Come out to see my new van?"

These two perverts were in awe of Jake. He was their hometown hero even though he hardly ever gave them the time of day.

"How about taking me and the little lady for a ride in it, John?" asked Jake.

"Of course, hop in," replied John.

I was drunk and went along. It was a mistake that I'll never forget. I hopped up on the bed and Jake got on it with me. The two pervs got in the cab and started driving around. I could see them staring at Jake and me.

Jake kissed me. It felt good and I let him kiss me again and again. He put his hand on my thigh and slid it up the rest of the way. I don't know why but I didn't stop him. I guess between the booze and thinking Jake might actually like me, I let myself go. It had been a while since I had sex with anyone and it felt nice being touched by Jake.

He reached up and pulled down my pantyhose along with my panties. I couldn't believe that I was going to have sex with him.

"Jake, we're being watched," I said.

"Forget about those two and make love to me. I've waited a long time for this," said Jake as he unzipped his pants and took out his cock and entered my moist pussy.

There wasn't any more foreplay; that was it. He just fucked me for about three or four minutes and came in me. The two pervs cheered him on. As soon as he came he told John to take him back to the party. That is exactly the way he said it: "John, take me back to the party."

I was pissed. There was no love, no feeling, I had been talked into being one of his conquests. As soon as John pulled into the back of the parking lot Jake had his pants zipped up and he jumped out of the van closing the door with me still in it, lying there without any of my underclothes. In fact the last thing I heard Jake say is, "I'm keeping the panties as a souvenir."

I was lying there trying to figure out exactly what happened when the two pervs, John and Dave, jumped into the bed and said they were going to fuck me. Dave had his legs across my arms so I couldn't move. John unzipped his pants and stuck his cock in me. I started to yell at them when Dave grabbed my pantyhose and put them in my mouth. He unbuttoned my blouse and started playing with my tits.

If I hadn't been so drunk I would have tried harder to fight them off. I just didn't have any energy left as they both took me. I was being raped by two perverts.

A note to men who thinks a woman gets off while being raped. You're wrong! It hurt like hell and all I felt was degraded. The worst part is how it works on my mind. Some women have been known to commit suicide after being raped, blaming themselves. All I could think about was getting even. Now I didn't trust men.

When they got through with me I got out of the van and told them I was going to call the police. They laughed.

"Who's going to believe you? You got in my van of your own free will. You laid there and let Jake fuck you. The police will just think you felt remorse after what you did. You're not going to tell anybody," they laughed.

They were right. The police would come and see me dressed as a hooker and had willingly given myself to Jake. It just wasn't worth it to go to court and admit to what I did. I just didn't have the proof against these two assholes.

"I'll tell you one thing, you two perverts. I will get even and that's a promise." They both laughed as I walked away.

I buttoned my blouse back up and went to my car. I didn't even go back to the party. My mind was just not in the right place. I didn't even put my pantyhose back on. I drove home; thank God I didn't get pulled over for a DWI. I was still pretty drunk. I made it home and jumped in the shower. All I could think of was how stupid I was and how I could get my revenge.

I went to bed and tried to get a good night sleep but I couldn't get over being used by Jake and then those two perverts raping me. I didn't even call Amy the next day. I knew she would want to know about the reunion and I wasn't ready to tell her yet.

It was the following day when she called and I answered the phone. She said she was going over to the mall to look at some baby things and wanted to know if I wanted to go along.

While we were shopping she asked me about the reunion. I told her it started out nicely but ended up terrible.

"What happened, Sue?" she asked.

"Amy, I can't talk about it now; maybe later," I answered.

She knew not to question me any further. It was just something we knew about each other. I would tell her everything when the time was right and she knew it. It's the way real friends deal with things.

As we were walking in the mall we walked by the music store and I saw John in there talking to some girl. He glanced out the door and smiled at me. It turned my stomach and I just walked away. I knew I was going to get my revenge on him; I was going to do it that night.

Amy dropped me off at my place and I told her I would be over late that evening to talk with her. I wanted to tell her what happened at the reunion.

After dark I went back to the mall and was standing next to John's van when he got off work. He parked in the back where a lot of the employees from the different stores parked. When he saw me he looked surprised. I was standing there in a mini skirt and blouse.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I came to see you, John. I wanted to give you a second chance to make love to me. I'm sober and I want to find out how good you really are."

John really did think he was a stud and it probably never dawned on him that I was actually planning revenge. He came close and slid his hand under my skirt and squeezed my ass. It took every ounce of fiber I had to let him do it and smile back at him. He quickly opened the door and climbed in.