Her breasts were a perky full C, and her ass was round and plump. I always stared at her, admiring her beauty. Wishing I had her sexy looks. My name ...s Carmen. I’m a skinny, lanky female with nothing much to please the eyes. I’m 5’5 110 lbs, and have a small B cup breast. My hair was thin, straight, blonde and long beyond my shoulders. I often spent many work days fantasizing about Becca, wondering what she looked like naked. It wasn’t hard to imagine considering the fact that she hardly wore. It was the nights she was worried of. Alex had yet to force himself on her after four months but would occasionally still kiss her until she was breathless and then simply hold her to sleep or after kissing her senseless, would leave her to sleep on her own. Yet, not once, had he touch any other parts of her body intimately enough to make her voluntarily to give her consent. His kisses would do funny things to her mind and body. It was like a powerful drug, which you could not wean off that. "I'm a bit of a bad boy."He told me, " I used to get in a lot of trouble. Drinking, fighting, that sort of thing. I went to prison for GBH and while I was in there I got into a fight with a couple of blokes and I got badly hurt. Broken bones, internal injuries..I got over it but I still get pain in my groin sometimes..when I get aroused its really bad. Sometimes I think I'm never going to have sex again without everything hurting.."And finally his eyes met mine."It's hurting right now. It's. That was selfish.”“Darling, John was a real respite, no wonder you wanted to stay with him.”“Ellen!’ Claire spoke sharply and admitted more in her exasperation than she perhaps wanted. “I wanted him physically in the worst way after I stayed the first time.”“So?”“I was unfaithful, Ellen, in my mind,” Claire sat back in her chair. “In any case, John is so bound up in my guilt at the way I treated Peter, and how wrong I was to use John as I did, I think...”Ellen suddenly had fire in her eyes..