"We need to have a talk," I began. "I found something that you dropped in my class yesterday." Her eyes watered up."I can tell from your expression an... reaction that you know exactly what I am talking about, is that correct," I said in a stern tone. She nodded ever so slightly as a tear ran down her cheek. "Just to be sure, I want you to see something."I pulled out my phone and opened up the recorded video and began to play it for her. She cried more and more, deep, silent sobs coming from her. He left the knife sticking out of her thighs, then leaned forward and kissed her right nipple. Shana closed her eyes, she arched her body, practically having a seizure under his touch. His tongue darted in and out as he applied loving torments to both of her breasts. She felt a manicured finger pushing inside her, then another, massaging the sopping walls of her sex. Shana writhed and fought as the waves of pleasure began to wash over her. It felt too good, it had to stop! She tried pulling. .”“Oh, let me guess...” Swift rolled her eyes as she folded her arms under her ample chest. “You want to fuck me, right? See if the ‘good girl’ act is just for TV or if I’m like how I am in the music videos...” She said, raising an eyebrow. “You’re just another pervert like the fucking rest of them!” She snapped, her swearing already quite removed from the public image she projects.“Oh Taylor...” ‘Paul’ shook his head, still smiling and unfazed by her snapping tone. “My intentions are a lot. Once I got to the beach, I didn’t feel so bad. There were plenty of tourists, and most of the females had bikinis similar to mine. In a sea full of beautiful women, I still felt like I was the sexiest one. As I walked towards the shore, I felt all eyes on me. They undresses me, caressed me, I was getting so hot. I laid my towel on the sand, and just as I was about to sit down I head someone yelling my name. —- ZIOMARA!!! ZIOMARA!!! ZIOMARA!! I looked around, but couldn’t see any familiar.