"They shut the door and dragged me to the den," Louisa continued in-between sobs. "They came with tripods and cameras. They were like a mini film crew."
Jake clutched the phone tighter in his hand, praying that the story wasn't about to end in the way he suspected it would.
"The first guy ripped off my clothes and slapped me so hard that I nearly passed out. Before I knew what was going on, he pounced on me and… he r***d me!"
"No…" Jake whispered.
"His friends filmed it and they laughed at me the whole time," Louisa cried. "I have never been so humiliated in my life!"
"I am so sorry, Louisa. When exactly did this happen?"
"About twenty minutes ago. I couldn't decide whether to call you or not, but then I realized that if you get here and find me like this, you'd be mad.
