I was frustrated at first, but was stunned one night to see her sitting at her dressing table. She was dressed in an incredibly sexy nightie, which sh...wed off her amazing curves to perfection. She sat there, barely visible in the dim light, brushing her hair as I marveled at the curve of her back, her long tanned legs, and her beautiful breasts, so round and full and looking almost naked as they were cradled by the sheer material of her skimpy outfit. This scene was repeated several times that. She was following my lead, much like a student follows the teacher’s example, in her next lesson on how to make love to a man. It was getting so hot and heavy inside the small cab of my truck. Her top now pushed up as she sat in the middle of the truck, exposing her sexy tits encased inside her thin white-laced silk bra. My hand was now under her bra, caressing her soft breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingertips. As her head rolled back, I lowered my head and mouthed her nipples. I realize I'm being raped but I can't do anything else then look at the pictures of me on the screen. I feel hands sliding over my ass, my thighs, my stomach, my breasts. But it seems like I'm paralyzed by the images of me before my eyes. Someone has unbuttoned my jeans and I feel it slide down my legs. My blouse is also pulled down and I feel loads of hands exploring my body. I feel how my underwear is also stripped from my body, but I don't seem to realize what's going on.My colleagues stop. I had a pretty good idea what he'd be like.Of course I was completely wrong.As if for the first time, I took stock of the buildingbefore I entered. The apartment hotel was the largestbuilding on the square, rising to six stories. Like manybuildings in the city, the brownstone fa?ade was weatheredto nearly a dull gray by years of accumulated pollution.However, the polished heavy oak front doors showed no signsof wear. The doors were flanked by two gargoyles perched ona ledge. I looked away from.