” This was weird. I knew I should have run, but I didn’t. My courage was returning although still fragile but I felt I needed some explanation. �...�You were going to rape me, weren’t you?” I shouted. “Maybe.” Then checking himself. “No, I very much doubt it.” he said simply. “Why?” I asked lamely. “Why jump out at me?” “No sensible reason,” he said softly. “You are very pretty so why not?” He shrugged unconvincingly. He studied me intently before adding. “I had a fight with my mates over a. Though I didn't even take a good look at that guy, all I can say is that some guy wearing all black assaulted me in that area ..." It's better than nothing I guess"With that said I called 911 ... but there was no service ..."It's not going through ..." What? but how? ... Crap my phone isn't going through either ... there isn't even a storm outside or anything like that" I don't know what's wrong with it but that seriously odd ..." You don't say" What should we now?" Maybe you could drive me. At that time, she was 20yo and attending college back east somewhere. I always assumed she graduated from college. A few months after the funeral, Marias ’ mother decided to move down south to be closer to her parents. So Maria's ’ mom and siblings moved away. We kept in touch through Christmas cards. A few years later, we stopped receiving Christmas cards from Marias ’ mom. Two years after that, we stopped sending them Christmas cards. So, here’s Maria sitting on my lap. . Blood freely ran down her ruined, bloody body and she radiated intense pain and orgasmic overload to her sister watching, staring in disbelief at her.Béla watched her sister’s self-mutilation with awe. Her pussy was quivering from the sensations that swept through Beth's body and into her own! She watched her sister spread her legs, then shove one of the blasting caps up inside her pussy. A few seconds later, a muffled thump announced the ruination of Beth’s cunt. Beth began bleeding from.