This story is about the first girl.Girls/ladies anywhere near from idukki/ernakulam/kottayam districts can contact me on : ‘’. 100% privacy guaran...eed . :)It happened during 2017 november. She was my friend and we knew each other very much. I knew how to take care of girls well. So I had lot of them as friends. I was nice to them. Maybe that’s why she liked to talk to me. Even though we knew each other for more than a year, we became very close friends just months before this happened. She was. I rolled over onto my stomach to take it all in. He sat up, grabbed my arm, and dragged me onto his lap. He rubbed my ass up and down with his hand. My anticipation was climbing. He smacked me hard once and I winced. He massaged my cheeks again, and snapped his wrist and smacked me again. This time, I replied with a moan. This is what I had waited for. I gave him what he wanted, now it was my turn. He repeatedly smacked my ass until I whined. He smirked and continued to smack my ass. "This is. I certainly enjoyed the show earlier.’ ‘Vanessa. I am sorry. I lost track of time…’ I exploded, ‘LOST TRACK OF TIME!’ From there I whirled into every angry and inadequate feeling I had ever experienced. It seemed every painful moment in my life was Terry’s fault. I screamed, cursed and beat my fists against his chest. Terry stood there taking it all. Never flinching, never backing away. This only fed my anger. He was not even embarrassed. The asshole. The fucking asshole! Eventually I wore. I had always denied that but deep down those accusations must have worked on my inner self-doubts.After our first time and my being reluctant to do any more with him, I realized that he had been working on me here and there still. With my eyes wide open now, I could clearly see where I had been misled and hooked. Ashamed at myself I knew that I was lucky that we had been in that accident when we were or by now I would have been the company whore.Shaking and crying, I sat in my kitchen wondering.