As though what was going through my mind was fair."What can I do?" she asked, more to herself than to me. A tear worked its way out of the corner of h...r eye, and began a journey down her cheek."Keep trying, you'll get it," was all I could muster. I hoped this was not some sort of scam she was pulling; could that tear be genuine? It was awfully well timed. She wiped the tear from her cheek, and said,"I'm sorry. Um, could I use your bathroom?" "Sure, down that hall, first door on the right," I. I leaned back against Kirik’s chest, each new touch built on the pleasure of the last. I took in a sharp breath when I realized what that hard presense against my rear must be.He nibbled and sucked at my neck while brushing my legs with long gentle strokes. He slipped a hand under the front skirt panel; I shivered under his touch. I could no longer keep my own hands still, instead I held his forearms as if I could ward myself from him.I sighed, almost disappointed when his hands left my legs. He struggled to look around and noticed his ankles were fastened with restraints to the bed. The same was true of his wrist there was a straight edge razor on the tray over his bed. He shook his head no and tried to speak. She slapped his face hard and moved away from him. Grabbing the metal chair she drug it to the door and shoved the back of it under the knob. She pushed it in tight.“We don’t want no one interrupting your balls being shaved now do we sweetie,” she moved like a cat toward him.. Peter does his best, poor thing, but sometimes a girl just likes to be ravished. A little. Or a lot, if that would help you.”I put my arm around her and pulled her in.“You have a lot to offer. Boy, that idiot turning you down really shook you up, didn’t it? I can stuff him in the back of a car for you, if you like. Knock some sense into him? Take him out into the desert? Pang pang, back of the head?”“Oh you would, wouldn’t you?” she said, turning her head slightly sideways so our noses wouldn’t.