His fingertips scrabbled; tugging, pulling and sliding as he ripped the damp cotton down her thighs. Her panties dropped on the floor.Their tongues sw...rled as she spread her legs wider. She felt the head of his cock rub along her folds and smear her juices over her clit hood. He could feel her heat as he ground himself against her. They knew they didn’t have long. The fifteen-minute coffee break was almost over. Wrapping her ankles behind him, she pulled him into her. His fingers gripped her. She immediately yelled, “How could you. You are nothing but a little whore of Babylon. That is why we didn’t want you to go to that stupid dance but you insisted. You just aren’t ready to make good decisions about sex and this is the result. You are nothing but a filthy little tramp.” When she finished screaming at Karen she turned and stormed out of the room and Karen just returned to sobbing and starring at the positive test as if starring at it would make it change to negative.When. Already I could feel my heart racing once more."Thank you, we're on our way."He hadn't shut the phone off before he turned to me."They found her. The car had left a dirt road and apparently rolled over several times. She was trapped inside, too injured to work her way out. They're airlifting her to some place called Benefits Healthcare on 26th Street South. Let's go."I was at the door before Thomas, and we raced to our rental SUV. While Thomas got us on the way, I punched in the name of the. Florence was standing there, already in her pyjamas, tentatively awaiting the arrival of her two guests. Florence was the sixteen-year-old child of two proud owners of the large city mansion that Ellie was stepping into for the hundredth time. She had long brown hair, a cute, pale face, with a button-like nose, and a sense of elegance in her stride. They had been best friends since primary school and tended to meet up on a regular basis these days.Ellie dropped her heavy ‘overnight’ bag on.