Our room was three doors down from the elevator in the middle of the hotel, and the vending area was at the far end of the hall, past the elevators. I...knew that Diane was under the influence of the alcohol she had consumed as well as the sleeping pill, so I suggested she might want to get dressed before she went to get the ice. "Geeze, it's just down the hall. What time is it, anyway? It's after Midnight, how many people are up at this hour?" she said as she walked out of the room. She didn't. Then my anger got the better of me again, and I threw the gunman away from me, towards the corner. Seconds before he hit the wall, I allowed him to move, to feel the pain he had caused me, the gun still in his hand. I looked at my brother, still stood shielding Claire. With Melissa's experience with STOP, I hoped they would simply be in a slight state of shock, that they would not question what happened to the mugger. Once I felt they were safe, I quickly stepped back to the edge of the alley. I may have even had an orgasm. It relieved some of my tension and allowed me to experience the next twenty minutes without the frustration becoming unbearable. I learned that anywhere he touched me felt like a jolt inside my crotch. Elsewhere also. At one point he was squeezing my feet. "Have you ever enjoyed anal sex? It feels something like this." He pressed a spot in the sole of my foot, the same spot in both feet. It wasn't hard, though I could feel him doing it. But at the same. “And, then started fucking it! You were just playing with it! Like it was nothing! That’s amazing!”“And, the sight of it in your mouth while you were jacking me... And then covering your face with-”I loved it when I made him speechless.“I’m surprised, too,” I said. “But, I knew you needed a release. And, you’ve never mentioned cumming on my face. But, I remember how much you liked it when I jacked you off onto my chest.”“That was hot as fuck!”When I finished my beer, I sat up and surveyed the.