He carefully placed a cup of Blueberry Bliss in her right hand. She inhaled the berry scent while curly steam ribbons floated up. If only Blueberry Bl...ss lived up to the second part of its name. If only a cup of tea had the power to magically undo the past—she looked at the DVD player—eh, day, she rounded off. Math skills were overrated when the remnants of morphine laced her blood. The pedestal of books under the Guan Yin figurine drew Simon’s attention. ‘The Prophet,’ he read out loud. ‘My. "He sat on a stool I guess that he used when he sits down to do the body tattoos. I laid there with my eyes closed, catching my breath as I slow came down from my own euphoria. Gil was the first to speak. He said, "You're not a bad piece of ass when you're sober." I laid there, eyes closed, and then said, "I wasn't drunk last Friday night; I only drank water. I just played like I was drunk. This coming Friday is going to be different." Gil said, "I'm gonna have fun putting all that stuff on you. My throat tightened in shame and Icouldn't respond. The girls reproached me for being a little pervert,and then laughed their heads off when my cheeks burned red inembarrassment."Maybe he'd like to wear them?" Brenda cruelly suggested. I ducked myhead in shame, mortified beyond belief. "Is that what you want? Do youwant to dress up like a pretty girl?"Even though I wanted to scream, "Yes! Yes! Dress me up in yourprettiest panties and your sexiest bras and slips," I couldn't tellthem the truth.. "AaaAAHH!" he yelled. FUCK her teeth were sharp! Not to be outdone, though, he twisted and bit her neck hard."Uhh?" She seemed stunned by this, discontinuing her bite and letting go of his hands. He used the opportunity to flip her over, keeping his teeth buried in her neck as he continued to slam his dick into her."Uhh...uhh...uhh..." she moaned, quiescent. Soon Monday had reached his limit, thrusting into her one last time.He released his bite. "Unhh! Yeah! Fucking take it, you crazy bitch!.