Memories come back.

Just as Victoria was about to jump out of the bed she remembered the night before.

After Jefferson was arrested and she was saved from the bunker she was brought to Chloes with David. Max and, surprisingly Chloe, were very nice to her. Even helped her get herself together. She did the whole statement to the police and then found herself actually looking to hangout around the other girls. Max really seemed to understand what she went through, making Victoria think she was also a victim of the nutjob.

She would come over to Maxs room and talk. When Chloe showed up, with weed, she did partake even if Max didn't. The nex thing she remembered was Chloe daring Max to kiss her.

A kiss became a make out session. Then it escalated from there. Victoria remembered all the clothes being torn off and a lot of fingers in places. Chloe eating her out. Max sucking her tits. Her licking Maxs pussy then Chloes ass.

All of it happened and she had the hickies all over her to prove it! She then saw her phone right next to her.

'Shit...did I...' grabbed it and saw she did. She had taken photos!

"Fuck!"

"Morning Vicky." Max sat up rubbing her eyes. The sheet falling and showing her tits to Victoria.

"Fuck that was wild." Chloe sat up next. "Victoria I take back all the shit I said about you. You are a fantastic fuck." she smirked.

"We...Did...why..." Victoria stammered.

"Shit." Chloe realized Victoria was not as excited as she was last night. "Did we over do it? Did we fuck her brains out?" She asked Max.

"Are you okay?" Max put her hand on Victorias shoulder. "Or do you reget it?"