He was on guard for any imminent attack by Frank, no doubt wanting to avoid the fate that had befallen his ally.Frank had passed me by without so much...as a single glance and I could feel my state deteriorating by the minute. Just when it seemed like Frank would walk all the way to Frost, Frank broke out in a dash. Before Frost could react in his weakened state, Frank already had him by the throat.Frost was not a veteran in name only though. Before Frank could use his ability on Frost to make. I was still tied up and gagged. They had put duct tape around my ankles again. The mattress was soaked in alcohol. I could still smell it. There were open bottles and used CUMdoms all around me.My body felt soooo used and soooooo good.I tried to break free, but I couldn't. I don't know how many hours had passed. All I knew is that I was a used, tied up whore, laying on a dirty mattress, in a basement of warehouse somewhere in... I don't know where.Am I still in Brooklyn? Did they drive me. This is the story, as i had finally turned 18, there was this hot SEXY guidance teacher, who was that type of "im a good and self respected girl". But i broke and this is how. As it was after school she was the softball coach. As the prwctice was over, you can see her tight shirt and tight spandex. As she went to the bathroom to change I followed her to bathrooom withour hr realizing and as she closed the door something like a textbook blocked the door from shuting but she didnt know that she. Sera stood on the corner of the pavement, one eye one the laughing emo boys in the hedge, one dark eye out for his lover. Time was once when four pretty wasted boys would have been all he needed for the night, but not anymore. Thomas had vanished hours ago into the excited throng of fire and red and white stripy jumpers. This was his thing. Thomas was a very proud member of the Waterloo Bonfire Society, the second largest in the Town with what were widely regarded as the best headquarters at.