"He started ripping at my clothes — he tore off my blouse and bra and slapped me, hard, when I tried to push him away. He was trying to get my skirt...off and I was able to grab the bottle and hit him hard on the back of his head."He fell to the floor, almost unconscious. What I should have done was call the MPs at once. What I did was drag his sorry ass out my front door — I was always fairly strong — and locked the door. I sat there frozen in fear for a long time but I never heard anything. The. Jade stopped, unsure of what to do next. This was not her expectationat all. How was her image to be maintained if there was no one to fawn overher, ask her cheeky, intimate questions or simply ask for her autograph ? 2 security men appeared from the shadowsand grabbed her by the elbows ?This way? one of them grunted. Jade was led down a narrowstairway to the lower level of the house. She assumed she was being taken to astudio in the complex, but the truth would prove much less inviting. A. He stopped suddenly and smiled at me. ‘Hello young man' he said. ‘What are you doing in here? Where are your parents?’‘Erm, I got lost' I replied, ‘and my mum is at home.’He walked towards me still smiling. I didn’t feel afraid or anything. He was taller than me by maybe a foot or more, had brown hair and green eyes that seemed to make me want to look at them. ‘Where are your clothes?’ he asked. I snapped out of my trance with his eyes.‘What do ya mean?’ I replied‘Well a cute boy like, you. Steve's body was tanned golden brown, whereas Charlie had smooth pale skin, like fine porcelain. Charlie, who met him at the university swimming club, was strong yet feminine. Her long brown hair spilled over her shoulders; the anticipation of what was to come made her breathe deeply, causing her firm breasts to rise and fall. Her tight, flat belly led to her closely trimmed brown pubic mound and long, firm thighs. Steve was already hard; she saw his piece slightly throb with his heartbeat. He.