

Alan, Mickey, Jack and Barry followed. She was standing in the room, clearly confused. Rocking back and forth. She forgot where she was and why she came in. The amnesia stage was setting in but she was still conscious enough to know that she should be worried.
"Watch this," Mickey said, and he walked up behind her and said, "you okay Mrs. Mack?" She just kind of stared ahead, she didn't acknowledge the question. Feeling bold he reached around and took hold of her breasts. Alan and the others just watched. She didn't even flinch. He rubbed his hands over them, slipped his hands inside her bra and tweaked her nipples. She just stared.
"God damn, she's fucking out of it," Alan said, and she was. They moved to encircle her. Mickey pulled the jersey out of her shorts and lifted it over her head. She didn't resist. Her 36C breasts were encased in a lacy bra. Her suntanned body made the bra seem almost ivory in colour. Alan reached back and unsnapped it. She was now nude from the waist up.
Though she was 41 her breasts were full and shapely and were just beginning to show signs of the inevitable sag that accompanies age. "Look at those tits," Alan sighed, "they are fucking beautiful."
A few other kids had come in to the living room as word spread about what was transpiring. To all intents and purposes Mrs. Mack was drunk and letting them do this to her. They watched quietly as Alan slid his hands inside her unzipped Bermudas and found the crotch of her panties. His fingers quickly found her crease and worked to get inside of it. Mickey continued to hold her up.
Her Bermudas feel to her ankles. Her panties were down around mid-thigh. Alan was kissing her passionately as he worked his fingers deeper inside of her. She kissed back. She trembled a little, but made no sound.
Jack and Barry were now getting involved. They began to stroke her breasts as Alan worked her panties down her legs and over her ankles. She was attired only in her sandals. While her hair was golden blonde, her trimmed snatch was thick and black and her body was very firm for a woman her age.
"Just fuck the old slut," came the words of 16-year-old Sandy Pickwood, a Washington High cheerleader, "she wants it, give it to her." Sandy was clearly annoyed and at that moment hated her teacher. "What a pig she is," she thought. She had no idea that Diana was drugged and about to be gang raped.
She was pretty much out of it and when Mickey left go of her she fell to her knees and tottered, about to pitch forward. She was clearly blitzed. And so, since she was totally helpless, the four guys picked her up by her arms and legs and carried her down a long hallway to a room with a big double bed in it. The others followed. Diana's eyes were wide open and she appeared to be awake but at this point she was absolutely clueless about what was transpiring.