"She's just jealous that you are more gorgeous than she is," Richard offered with a smile followed by a deep grunt. At this point I no longer cared...who else had been in the tunnel with us, I had been made to be Richard's little slut and saw no reason to stop being who I had dreamt to be for so very long. As I continued to work on Richard cock I heard pictures being taken by a cell phone. Obviously another commuter had passed through the tunnel, this one though having found the. I started to realise I was in trouble.“I’m sorry Vicki,” he said, “but you have to see it from our point of view. It’s a serious risk, something that could ruin my life and David’s. You just have to go through the motions for us, that’s all.”“No WAY,” I struggled with him but he’s a million times stronger than me.“It won’t hurt,” Seeta tried to reassure me. It wasn’t what I wanted at that moment, to be patronised by a twelve-year-old trainee lesbian.“Shut up,” I said. I was being manhandled. He told me of his new boat and asked me to come home with him and go fishing, all the while, he was caressing my thigh, and on the outside my shorts at my crotch. I loved to fish, so I jumped up and asked my mother if I could go.Little did I know what his real intent was at the time, but I was to find out soon. At his home that night, it came up a thunderstorm and I was disappointed that we couldn't go night fishing as we had planned. Charles fixed up a pallet on the living room floor as the. Bad news, though, it's so relaxed you mightwant to wear a diaper." My God! What have you done?" Well, the FDA hasn't approved it as a nerve block,but it works very well. It's like Botox, but morepermanent. Henry wants me to inject your larynx,your voice box, so you can't bear false witnessagain in court, but I said that wouldn't be necessary,if they won't let you into the courtroom. But lookat the good side; you will never experience painfulsex again. Well, that about does it for now. .