Chase eased her nervousness in the same way he gained her confidence, overt, if not misplaced flattery.Whispering he said, "I bet these youngsters wis...ed they had that Courtney Class now," using a trademarked phrase coined by the real songstress, that she used to refer to herself. At this Courtney smiled and visibly relaxed.A moment later a man stepped out of the tiny back office and looked over the women carefully. All of the women, except Chase, had been pre-screened, so he knew in advance. He was a bit rough, but it only turned me on more. I unclipped my bra strap to give him better access. He rolled my nipples between his fingers and then brought his mouth to them and sucked them hard. My pussy was throbbing for his cock, and I started to work his pants down to give me better access to stroke it. It wasn’t long before he worked my skirt up to my hips. He rubbed my very wet pussy through my panties. He said my panties were soaked. I told him it was his fault. I leaned back. What's gonna happen to me? Gotta stay calm. Gotta do what he wants till I can find a way out. Jesus fuck! What is this?", tormented circles of thought assaulting her in the silence, her shivering returned.Staving off madness, she finally heard noise from his direction: an eerie dragging sound mixed with exerted breath through the voice modifier. Her imagination locked to the one possibility she found the most disturbing, "It's the body of the last girl. He's going to make me look. Oh fuck,. Just as I got to them, dragging my chains along the way I heard some guys below me on the sidewalk. I’m pretty sure they heard me and looked up, and I just froze. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I finally decided I’d waited enough and was going to get the keys no matter the cost. I knelt down, started to feel for the keys, found them and got up to go back in. I turned and started to make my way back in hastily, and I have to believe they could see some parts of my predicament – they.