You look quite like your father, except your hair." He noted as he stared at my blonde hair. I don't know why but I blushed, he seemed like he was jud...ing me and I failed. After a second he turned and said, "I'll be living all on the right side of this house, I hope you find this house comfortable. I'll take care of dinner and cleaning." He said than turned back around to smile than disappeared into a doorway." A couple hours later, I came down from my room to find Louis cooking in the kitchen.. The doorbell rang. “Open the door Emma!”Emma opened the door wide. There was a small room service cart. It was being pushed by a large very black man. Emma trembled even more at the thought of blowing him. Doing as she was told, she shoved her chest out to accentuate her tits.“Please come in!” Emma said. “My name is Emma Watson, you know, the actress! I promised my friend here that I would give a blowjob to you tonight, as long as he could film it. Would you like a copy of the film?”“Should I. It is a figment of my imagination, written solely for my enjoyment but I hope it pleases others as well. — I first met Josefin, or Jo as she prefers, on a sunny Whitsunday when she was twelve. Elin and I had moved into our new home on the week of Ascension and I was out talking to one of our new neighbours when I noticed her walk by, tall, blond and beautiful. At that time Elin and I were well on our way to being married, in fact as far as I was concerned we already had a marriage of. “You told me he forced you.”“He did. But it was my fault. The first time he kissed me I realized I’d made a mistake. I was so overwhelmed with self-loathing that I froze. He kept going and I started to fight him off. I said, ‘No. I can’t do this.’ He just kept pulling my clothes off. I pushed and scratched, but I couldn’t get away from the constant hammering in my head that this was what I deserved. I deserved to be humiliated and raped. I deserved everything he did. I hated myself. You think I.