‘I can see why.’ She didn’t reply and seemed to blush. She looked away and went back to the table. ‘Let’s eat, I’m starving,’ she procla...med. Thinking I had blown it, I sat down with her and as we ate, chatted about anything we could think of. After we finished, it was dark and a full moon was out. We laid on cedar lounge chairs I have on the deck, drinking some more wine. ‘This is a beautiful home. I hope I can get something like this after I’m done with school.’ Sara turned and looked at me. Lydia continued futilely trying toget up as the rapist continued to whip her ass and thighs with the long twigfrom a nearby tree. She had received twenty hard strikes from the twig before he stopped, weltshad begun to form on her ass cheeks where some of the hard blows had landed,tears were flowing from her eyes and her screams could just about be heardfrom behind her gag. Fear had engulfed her now, she had wanted to be rapedbut this was something else, her ass was on fire, yet despite all this. I couldn’t stop looking at her – the world stopped around me. My cock ached as I stared at her ass – I had to adjust a little, so people couldn’t notice my boner as I was wearing gym shorts on that morning.I followed closely behind her down into the train station and onto the platform as we both waited for the train to Boston.She continued to talk on the phone only occasionally stopping to check on her c***d.I was so excited from the walk that I had to take my book bag off and hold it in front. I flashed back to when we were younger. He was at our other friend’s house I came to meet him. Him and Robert had been smokin weed and he had a wine cooler, and soon came down to stairs and joined me on the couch. ‘Hey baby.’ ‘Hey,’ he said calmly. He sat on the other side, then handed me the bottle ‘You high baby?’ ‘Yeah.’ he smiled at me, ‘I’m high enough to feel it, but sober enough to do this…’ and he jumped over to me, on top of me. Spreading my legs with his knees, putting his hands.