The attacked roughly grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back, the vrrrrp sound of a plastic ziptie fastening her wrists together sent her fea... through the roof. She went to scream but a glove covered hand muffled her, and in the dark she saw a glint of a knife. In a odd voice, it sounded like the man was trying to talk deeper than normal, he ordered her to be quiet. "You will enjoy this. Scream, and you will be cut. Understood?" She nodded, terrified.The man started to undo his jeans,. The ruder he got, the politer I became to her. The kiss: The first kiss happened at the bowling alley that night. It wasn't the one we usually go to, but it was nearby the restaurant Kelli worked in, the one we ate at the night. Ironically, one year before, I had written a story about a guy, down on his luck, is eating in a restaurant, chatting up a waitress named, Kelly; almost a year to the day. Walker went to get a drink. I sat at the scoreboard, part of me feeling sorry for this girl. Her tits did drop. They were what you would call big saggy udders. Her big pink nipples however, pointed forward from those lovely big white milk sacks, with the imprint from the bra stitching still clearly visible. Rob got his cock out and shoved it in her face....You know the plastic tubes you buy at hardware stores for painter's caulking guns? That's how big his cock was. It was actually disgusting. This thing belonged on a donkey. It was also really heavy, and he started hitting her face. Summer paused, turning towards me with a smile, one which I returned. Picking up her pace, she led us around a moss-covered boulder and came to a dead stop.It wasn’t very big. Just a little taller than me. Water came sluicing over a stone lip, falling like a curtain into a pool that was maybe six or seven feet across. It was noisy, but not loud enough to drown out our voices.“Wow.” It was, apparently, her favorite word I’d noticed.“Wow,” I agreed. What it lacked for in size, it made up for in.