” was all she could say knowing that she was busted and not wanting to dig her self deeper into this hole.“Theft!” He began, listing all of her ...ffenses. “Vandalism! Destruction of somebody else’s property! Breaking and entering! Trespassing! Attempted murder by poisoning!” “You better start talking.”“What do you want me to say?” she replied. “Are you going to call the police?”“Do you know how much fucking money you’ve cost me?” He shouted. “Where’s your ID?”“In my back pocket.” She told him.He. Taking a picture and sending it, she lay there for a few moments before composing herself in the mirror. Grabbing the keycard, she headed to the bar.Beth had arrived, wearing a black lace top under an open jacket, skirt and ankle-high boots. Her hair brushed back, her full oval face on show, with hazel eyes, thick lashes and soft pink lipstick. A bottle of vodka cocktail in front of her, she was deep in conversation with Nick as Jayne approached. Getting up, Beth embraced her, picking up the. That got me really hot. I turned my face up to him and kissed his cheek. I began rubbing his crotch with my hand. The bulge in his pants was large and grew harder as I massaged it.Upon arriving at his house, he lead me in the walk and opened the door for me. As soon as we were inside with the door closed, we embraced right there in the living room.Leo said, "You'll be staying a while. I'll be fucking you bareback, and I'll be fucking you good."Standing we kissed, our tongues dancing in each. He was walking a few steps ahead of me, with his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his low rise Levis. dawn was just barely breaking, the droplets of dew on the surrounding blades of grass glistened, it looked as though the earths surface was encrusted with thousands of microscopic diamonds. his footsteps were heavy, almost violent. the beat of his clunky vans against the crust beneath him matched the thudding of my own racing heart. his legs were much longer than mine, and i could only.