”“One can’t run from what’s inside one’s head.”“Or heart.”Deciding that she really didn’t want to dwell on the feelings the dummies ...ad re-awakened within her, Alice politely took her leave, wondering over to a large table on the far side of the room, one covered with spools and spools of pretty ribbons of all sized and hues, running her fingers along several of them, pleased at how soft and silky they felt.“So pretty,” a diminutive voice commented, drawing her attention towards one end of the. ” “So you think he went up to view her etchings?” “Unless it was coincidence, but my informant thinks not.” I filed this away in my brain under “I” for “Intriguing”, and we separated to circulate some more. I gravitated toward her group, and ended up in conversation with her for about a minute. It was just the usual politely-interested “Who are you, and how long have you been in this place” sort of stuff from her, . ..WELL ONCE WE GOT TO WHITE CASTLE I NOTICED THAT THE ENTRACE WAS OPEN FOR PEOPLE TO COME IN AND ORDER, SO I TOLD HER LETS PARK N GO INSIDE....WE WERE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THERE BESIDES THE WORKERS , I ORDERED ALL THE FOOD N ASKED HOW LONG THE MAN SAID ABOUT 20 MIN.... HMMMMM 20 MINUTES THATS A LONG TIME, I TURNED TO HER AND SAID LETS GO TO THE BATHROOM, I WAS SHOCKED WHEN SHE SMILED AT ME AND AGREED TO COME WITH ME. ONCE WE GOT IN THE BATHROOM I TOLD HER "I WANNA FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF THAT TIGHT. Never once forcing her to do something she secretly didn’t wish to do but was too shy to admit to. “Nasty girls need to cum too.” “Nasty girls do whatever they are told to do.” I felt the sting of her hand on my ass leaving my flesh burning, tears running down my cheeks as she drew the nails of both hands down the insides of my thighs hard enough to leave bright pink lines, or so it felt like. And then, her fingers once more, in my pussy. I simply surrendered, my gaze locked on the window.