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342miles an hour, all was as silent as the proverbial grave. Betty stirred, confused, and still trying to work through what had happened so rapidly since the moment they passed the alley on their way home. She realised she was unable to move her arms and saw they both lay on the grass in impossible positions, still attached to her body but shattered and broken.A face appeared above her. She looked with blurred eyes as a voice said, %u201cAre you okay. Help is on its way. Best you don%u2019t move. Your arms are broken and it%u2019s likely you have multiple fractures.%u201d%u201cThank you,%u201d she whispered hoarsely.%u201cIt%u2019s best I remove these for you. Such opportunity doesn%u2019t come often.%u201dShe felt her panties being pulled down and off over her feet. She was unable to defend herself as the kindly face said, %u201cI won%u2019t be long. Be a brave little girl now.%u201dShe felt a stiff cock push into her vagina and the stinking breath of his mouth as he forcibly kissed her until he had fucked her to his orgasm. %u201cThere you are. I%u2019ll put these back on for you,%u201d he said, and she felt her knickers being dragged back on.The paramedics and the police arrived. The two women were taken top hospital, the three men to the morgue.Months passed as the Betty%u2019s broken limbs were repaired. By the time Betty could tell the police she had been raped, she knew it would was too late, and they would probably not believe her. They would think it had happened in the car and that the trauma of the crash had confused her account. So she told no one. She knew that whoever did it must have Insanity