"It's been a strange year," I said.Rachel turned to me, "It's not a bad story. Maybe you should write it down. I could help you."I thought she was pro...ably right.The only one that wasn't there was Tricia. At least, she wasn't there in person. Laying on a chair at the side of the room was a copy of the Daily Mirror. Its front page was filled with a grainy photograph taken with a telephoto lens. A solitary figure could be made out against a background of trees in some sort of garden or park. In. " I woefully sip my drink. "Jason is my latest victim." Jason? The dog groomer?" Yep. He asked me to go out tonight." I take a big gulp from my glass to block out the shame I feel for brushing him off."And I take it you said no." He's not my type." Mm hmm. Well, let's find your type, shall we?" She takes the glass out of my hands, places it on the bar, and grabs me by the wrist. As we approach the dance floor, she yells into my ear. "This DJ is from Prague. He only plays on the most exclusive. .”He chuckled and pushed the dog away. Jack moved until he sat with his back against the headboard. He spread his legs and said, “C’mere, Little Bit.” Lysette crawled over his outstretched legs and leaned back against her dad’s warm chest. He folded his arms around her tummy and put his chin on Lys’s shoulder.“One landmine at a time, alright? First things first. You going to be ok, Lys? That had to be a tough punch to take.”“ohhh god,” she said in a small voice. “Daddy, I don’t know what to. She had to feel it and the vibrations of the one clamped around my balls. A second later she looked back over her shoulder to star at me. “Don't tease me.... Not now.... FUCK ME. FUCK ME HARD.... Push my head into her cunt and SALP MY ASS while your fucking me. Get me ready for later.” That's right. We were going to the online torture chamber later today. Her head spun back around and her lips locked on Angela's pussy. I grabbed her hips. My hands were squeezing so hard her skin between my.