I stop, but don't loosen my grip on her hair. My eyes narrow and search hers. My voice is quiet. " That was a mistake, you little fucking tease." I qu...ckly turn her around and wrap one arm around her chest, pinning her arms, and the other hand around her face, stifling her sudden shrieks for help and covering her nose so she can't draw breath for more. I lift her two inches off the floor this way and carry her to the bedroom, she is unable to land a good kick on my shins before I back into a. “Remember me punk?” I heard someone say as I got up. I recognized that voice. I turn around to see the same asshole from Subway a few days ago.“What you got to say now you little punk,” he said holding his arms out. I’m not one to fight unless I’m provoked, and he was really pushing my buttons, but I didn’t want to do anything since Rita was there, so I told him off and started to leave. “Yea that’s what I thought! Why don’t you leave this chump and come hang with a real man,” he said as he. Wonder what his hands would feel like on your skin, between your legs, on your tits. Wondered if his cock really is as big as I say it is. Well, let me assure you, dear friend, it is. Philip has the most exquisite cock you could ever imagine. And yes, it does touch places inside me that I never would have thought possible. So you just carry on thinking about that, or do something about it.” “Christ, Kirsten, what’s gotten in to you? I am happily married, have good sex and have no reason to. We headed towards the bus stop and he didn?t hold my hand, he just had me walk next to him. We got on a bus and he spent the journey telling me he was going to make me squirm in public for most of the day to see how much I could take.He slid his hand inside my jacket and tweaked my nipple hard and I couldn?t squeak because we were on a full bus. He smiled with satisfaction at my discomfort. We spent the day doing some shopping and he told me I had an allowance for being a good girl and I was.