The note. A bloody note, not even a letter. No explanations, nothing.I rolled to the ground, curled in a ball and cried. I cried, like never before in...my life. The sobs racked my body, my fists pummelled the ground.I hadn’t heard her speak, not at first, but then her words broke through, inane nonsense mostly, but kind and comforting, as she held me in her arms, with her face pressed to me, her hand caressing my hair.The sobbing stopped, a few tears still ran.With a shock, I felt her lips kiss. "Umm, Alex?" He nervously asked reaching my table.After the initial clumsiness of our greetings, we chatted away just likewe had online.It felt natural.And once we got over the initial meeting, the formalities, the safeplace, the check-it's-not-a-serial-killer-ready-to-slash-your-body-to-pieces prerequisites, it opened up a world of massive sissy possibilitiesfor both of us.Our wings began unfold and stretch out, ready for one hell of a flight.Escapism is a wonderful thing.-We lay folded up. Maybe I screamed or my pussy clamped down against him because I heard him groan. He rammed into me so hard-I clutched a handful of leaves. He pumped in-just pushing in deeper and deeper. I felt his head bumping into me-pressing some unknown button that turned my body against me. My eyes rolled back as the man dug his fingers into my hips-making me wet against my will. I know I was moaning, I couldn’t handle the way it felt, I couldn’t stand the way my body liked it. I tried to crawl away but he. She still seems to act cool to hang out with. She was pretty good person. It was just that when she let out her bitchy side she really let it. It caught you by surprise. She intimidated most people. She had soft spot for pup though but she wouldn't mind giving him spank. She liked picking on him but when fight for him if anyone else did. Every time he saw his puppy dog look she couldn't really scream at him. She also was cool with the other two girls. Carrie would put her in line.The 3 girls.