Martina's on her tour bus, two hours after finishing a nighttime concert and she's only six months away from giving birth to her second child. Her breasts are full, even hurting, and she's so horny from the concert that she needs help from a horny man.
"What do you want?" he whimpered. "Shut it," I pushed him stumbling into his living room. "Don't hurt him," his good wife screamed and she when she came to his aid. We had chosen this house with care for it far away off the main track to be isolated. The young couple who lived there weren't rich but they wasn't poor either. We had just walked up to the front door and knocked.
A mature woman's life is turned upside down by sex she doesn't remember while drunk; told from her perspective and that of the teenage boy who raped her.