“Mr. Kline!” I struggle to get up, but he holds me down with one hand and flips up my skirt with the other baring my thong clad ass. Goose bumps r...se on my suddenly visible flesh. My mind racing son of a bitch, I can’t believe this is happening. How can this be happening? I think to myself. Who does he think he is? He can’t treat me this way. Before I know it he delivers three quick smacks to my exposed rear end leaving my cheeks a rosy red. I can feel my pussy start to get wet as he brings. The kid was still naked from the waist down when he turned to face Jim, who was holding the used condom out in front of him. "Drink it." Jim barked. The kid took the condom, and emptied the contents into his mouth. He consumed them in one gulp. "All right, get the fuck out of here," Jim said dismissively. Jim watched as the kid grabbed his jeans, and put them back on. Jim waited until he had jumped into his car and pulled off, before zipping up his trousers, tucking his shirt back in, adjusting. ”Aaron was relieved. “Damn, I didn’t even think about legal aid. I’ll try to get by there tomorrow. Thanks for the tip.”“Sure thing. Uh, what kind of legal thing are you talking about, Aaron?”“Oh, it’s, um, my grandad’s will. I just need to make sure it’s still valid.”“What about your mom? Shouldn’t she be the one to look into something like that?”“Yeah, but, um, well she’s been pretty sick lately. She doesn’t even feel like gettin’ out of bed in the morning, so I’ve been takin’ care of. Audrey watched him walking away and came to a quick decision and rolled down her window. ‘Brady,’ she called out. ‘I’ll meet you at the Olive Garden Friday night at seven thirty.’ Brady’s face lit up with a big grin. ‘Sounds great. I’ll be there.’ That was their first date. Brady’s charm and easy going nature touched Audrey in ways no man had ever done. When she spoke, he listened intently to everything she had to say. He preferred to talk about her and the things she was interested instead of.