She laughed a bit harshly, "I guess I am learning to live with it because I had enough of my mind left to not pull the trigger, though that was my original intent." she sighs she did not like talk about what happened, though she knew like him it would probably make her feel better if she did. "There were six of them...." she began looking straight ahead, not meeting his eyes, feeling ashamed for some reason. "They were part of my platoon, my unit, my brothers. Perhaps that's why I choose to ignore the hungry way they had begun to look at me, that lustful yearning. I thought that them being my brothers in arms, sharing the same uniform as I that they were better then those whose path crossed ours daily." silent again she fell as she remembered that fateful day when it had happened. "I was checking some tracks up ahead trying to see if it was some game animal we could hunt to replenish our supplies. When I stood he placed his hand on my shoulder, it was tighter then usual but I thought nothing of it as I turned back around to speak with my second in command. But what happened was I met the butt end of his rifle and my world went dark....." she paused taking a steadying breath, "I awoke to the sensation of his hands on my body roaming it slowly, squeezing and pulling at my nipples. The others were standing around him looking like hungry wolves, but afraid to make a move yet. I was gagged and tied with arms above my head to dead tree stump, my legs pulled apart and staked to the ground with some tent spikes." she could almost pretend that this was someone's story if she closed her eyes sometimes she could almost pretend that this had not happened to her. Still she went on...<br/><br/>"I heard him unzipp his pants and position his dick against me, the others looked on eagerly and with a slow smile he said 'I know you want this, I know you want me. I'm doing you the favor of giving it to you.' Then he thrusts in so hard, but he did not care he just kept going harder and harder, faster and faster until...." she stopped walking as she covered her face with her hands, she needed to continue she had to get this off her chest. Why she was telling this to complete stranger she did not know, but for some reason she felt she could trust Terrence and that he would not judge her but understand her. "...when he was done the others now given courage by his actions each took a turn with me. Some hours later when night had fallen and they had each had their second round with me my legs were untied and I was helped into a sitting position with my hands still securely tied to the tree stump. When one of them came to feed me and water me, I managed to trick him into untying me and stole his knife and went through camp killing each of them as I came to them...." her story finished she looked up meeting his eyes, her own now showing her raw emotion, the anger, the pain, the hatred, but also the lost of dignity for what had happened to her. Slowly now that she was able to tell her tale she began to wall up those emotions again where they could not cause her anymore harm....