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I looked back down the track. I could see Victoria following us. Juan was dropping back then stopped, waiting for her to catch up. I could see them talking.
"Fancy a fuck, mates." Rogers asked his friends when we reached the top of the hill and started down towards the ruined convent. "When we get back to the caves."
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"Yeah." He said, pushing harder. "Fight it. Ive nearly fucked you twice. This time there is nobody to stop me."
"Hey." One of the other men said. "Nobody said anything about this."
"Shes going to die anyway."
"Nobody said anything about that either." The third man spoke.
"They can let them go." Rogers was using both hands to pull at my thighs.
I thumped him on his lower back with my clenched fists and kicked out with my legs. One of his hands slid between them. I couldn close them and he didn seem to have felt my punches.
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The continual bumping up and down on his shoulder, driving the breath from my body, had made any form words difficult.
I could feel his fingers pushing hard against my fanny. Trying to push my skirt and knickers up inside me.
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"We
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He was panting. I could feel him sweating. The smell of stale beer was
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"Help me." I called back to Victoria.
We were passing behind the ruins
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"Lets get her inside." Rogers said dropping me to my feet but still holding me by the wrist.
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