I couldn’t help but think of the symbolism – how a groom carries a bride over the threshold – but pushed the thought away as it only made me fee... a little guilty and all I wanted was to enjoy the moment.Reaching the top of the stairs, Daryl paused, not knowing whether to turn left or right. I guided him right towards the guestroom. Once inside, he made a big show of throwing me down on the bed, making me giggle like a nervous teenager. Immediately I felt the bed sag under his considerable. I have a friend that works at a Adult Video Arcade, and has also worked at a large adult theater. He has told me on numerous occasions, and even he was quite surprised by the number of women who have expressed to him, their fantasy about being raped, most of the women he talked with were young women however their were several that were not so young!Any woman that has been involved in a case of real rape that was brutal, forceful and life threatening will tell you that it was not her idea of. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind? Chapter Seven: The Common Street Whore Angel was right about the man. He had offered her and Emily drugs, but then expected rough sex. There were many times during their intercourse that Angel thought he was going to seriously. He followed my lead and we went inside the house to the bathroom. He locked the door behind us and we were finally alone. I sighed with relief as I knew I could finally have him. I ran my fingertips over my huge breasts, through the fabric of my shirt and felt a chill up my spine and stepped towards him. He took his shirt off and tossed it aside and my hands reached for his pants zipper. He grabbed my hands to stop me and i whined a little noise out and he gave me a look. I forgot to mention.