The nigger bastard smiled and he said I was a good cock sucker.We all got back in the car and I hit again the highway; just talking as if nothing had ...appened. We finally arrived at Denver and checked in the hotel that Ana had hired for the three of us...Carl told us he would visit one of his buddies living not so far; we would meet again late evening.Ana and I went to meet our friends. We all were very happy with the gathering after so many years. We shared a very nice dinner with them and. Chantal reached over and caught it with her finger, bringing it back up to Alexis' lips. On a reflex, she opened her lips and Chantal slipped her fingertip into Alexis' mouth, touching her soft wet tongue. The smooth sounds of a saxophone and flute washed over them as they stared at each other, while Alexis licked a wine droplet off of Chantal's fingertip. Alexis had a few drops of wine left on her tongue and let it slowly trickle onto her lips. Before she realized what she did, Chantal was. Over and over she battered her body. If she was going to die at least she would go down fighting. Her efforts were lost in the thickness of the door, slumping back on the floor, she began to giggle to herself. When her lifeless body was found it would be black and blue, they would say 'poor girl put up a good fight, but in the end the door won out.' She was exhausted, her hands and arms were numb, her mouth dry, her body agonized in pain her mind despondent. Slipping into a far away place. ”My heart rate picked up and I looked back down at Danielle. She was grinding against me so hard, I wondered if she was trying to wear out a hole in my pants. Her focused movements told me she knew my state.Danielle looked up and met my eyes. Her face was so close to mine, I didn’t even notice the bruises. She had the same look in her eyes as Jordan’s, only stronger, and that worried me. I knew I wasn’t that attractive. I wasn’t so desirable that women threw themselves at me. Was Jordan right?.