He grasped my head, and deep throated me as he groaned and cummed all over in my mouth. I swallowed up every last drop of the cum. He released his gri... again, and pushed me back."You may go now. Go bathe and get dressed. Wear something sexy, but slutty. We're gonna go out," he said, pulling his pants back up.I got up, and went back into my room. I opened a door that was opposite the bed, and found one of the most luxurious bathrooms I had ever seen. I undressed slowly, filling the tub up with. Have you been to a doctor?”“I’m pretty sure.” He didn’t have to hear about throwing up.“You don’t look pregnant. Well, even if you are certain, you should go to a doctor. I don’t know all that much about pregnancy, but I’ve been in the choir when pregnant women have talked. They all visit the doctor.”“I’ve told Mom. Maybe I’ll ask her about doctors. I don’t like talking to her about it. She doesn’t believe I was raped. She thinks I wanted to have sex with him.”“Well, when we’re married, I’ll be. She was in some sort of cage and the cage belonged to an ogre.The eye moved back a bit. She could see all of the ogre's face. It wasn't much of an improvement. What was more when he went to speak the subtle perfume of his breath practically pinned Deborah to the back of the cage.?What's your name?? the ogre said. ?Deborah,? the fairy answered. Coughing a bit at the fetid smell of cabbage and old cheese. The ogre shook his head. ?No it's not. You're a fairy. Fairies aren't called Deborah. Least. She’d tell Julia to lay down and masturbate. That’s what her friend would always tell her. And get this. That was how Julia was feeling anyway that day. No, she didn’t call her best friend. She was way too caught up in her own feelings and thoughts. As Julia stood by the window watching him, and thinking about what would happen to her if he came over to her place, she realized they’d only “talk” for the most part, and nothing else. She stared at him some more. As she did, she wished and she.