Still bothered by it all, I went out on a limb and asked, "Was it just with that guy after you got over to this tent?" I must have taken it a bit over the edge with that, as she was already brimming with regret when she replied sarcastically "I'm not sure, okay? I don't know. There could have been someone else, oh and let's not forget about you sneaking up behind me and getting yours, was that even you? She continued fuming "Does it make you happy that I could barely feel my husband inside me because of how many times I've been BANGED? What would it matter at this point, after you excitedly watched those first guys take turns gang f*****g me, did it really matter, did it? For f**k sakes, I've been used by practically a baseball team in front of my you, and now you want to know if the bat b
