.. I mean ... why not..." I stuttered, flabbergasted."Because I knew I couldn't stop them ... and then I knew you would ... I mean, who wouldn't? Afte... all, you don't know me from a scummy hole in the floor ... and why would you? Nerdy, shy, bookish, Heather - always so smart with such a bright 'future' ... Fuck the future! I want you now! I always have, ever since Geo-1, and ... and ... I knew I couldn't, but I couldn't stand you being here without me..." But then," Janice asked, "why didn't. He reached into the center console, dug around quickly, eventually finding what he was looking for – that damned condom. He tore the package open, positioned the rubber above his cock, and I unrolled it: down, down, down. Once firmly in place, he wasted no time. With his right arm, he pushed me back against my seat, moved his legs over the center of the car onto my side, then lifted his body up and over that center console and parking brake, performing a 180 in the process, bringing him face to. ‘I, I do,’ Janine confessed. I do? No I don’t! This is sexual harassment. This is a felony! This is… good. ‘And I bet you want me to continue touching you,’ Brad felt he was pushing his luck, but he was on top, and he felt powerful. This little girl beneath him wasn’t going to go anywhere. ‘N-, yes!’ Janine screwed her eyes shut. Did he know that she couldn’t escape his dares? The emphatic ‘no’ she had planned was silenced by the need to reply ‘yes’. Help. ‘As much as I would enjoy fucking you. Cole," she stammered, seeing me standing there in my underwear. Her face lit up fire red, a growing flame that licked her neck and the exposed flesh of her upper chest. "The door was open, I should have knocked, I--" It's fine, honey, come on in, take a seat, I'll be right with you," I said, smiling warmly, turning back to the mirror. I felt a flush of excitement that Cassie was in my bedroom and that I was so inappropriately dressed. "Can I help you with something?" No, Ms. Cole, nothing.