She was tied to a chair surrounded by no other furniture, in one of the many rooms of the DeVeal mansion, owned by the infamous bank robber Mr Richard...DeVeal. The ruthless gangster was standing across from her, flanked by his two amazingly ripped bodyguards/henchmen. "You know what, I'm getting pretty tired of hearing you say that," he said, "and I'm actually starting to think it's the truth." It IS the truth! That's what I've been saying! Whoever tipped you off must have been seriously. Sometimes his thoughts took him to point of dying a lonely old man, but not right now. Darrin's eyes remained focused on her butt while his peripheral vision took in her long legs. He didn't notice at first, although he certainly should have, when Kara turned to face him. A few seconds went by when he looked up, his eyes fixing on her deep blue eyes. There was a cute little smile creasing her face. He felt embarrassed and turned red no doubt knowing she knew he was staring at her body. "So,. A cute little teen letting me have my own way with her. A sexy high-school minx begging to have more of my cock. A young temptress that was here to fuck and be fucked. I could have been the happiest man alive at that point. ‘Oh, fuck, you’re so tight,’ I murmured. As I fucked her, I could feel my balls starting to explode. ‘I’m going to come. Oh, yeah.’ ‘Do it on my face,’ said Emily. ‘I’ve never had a guy do it there before.’ I slid out of her, still rock hard, and repositioned myself so that. .." He paused. Kelly knew what he didn't want to say. "But you need to be able to touch me." "I do." "But you said you could--" "I said I could teach you some things." He drifted forward on his skates "I wish I could teach you everything. Ice dancing is made for you." He was so direct and his voice so wistful, her already aching want doubled. She backed off from him. "I can't, Ivan." "I know." Tears threatened and the panic pricked her. "I need to leave." "Please don't," he told her. "I'll go..