" Paul and I were about to interrupt but aslight cough and look from Karen, warned us to stay quiet. "They obviouslythink that dressing up is all ther... is to being girls" she interjected. Forsome reason Mrs Emery did not get mad at us, she even complements us on ourappearance. Somehow it ends up with a decision that Paul and I need tounderstand better what it means to be girls. The arrangement is that Paulaand Joanne should "arrive" on Friday evening after school and stay at theEmery's for the. Let me at her!" The speaker wasted no time mounting her as she sprawled on the tiled floor fighting the agonizing cramps that continued to ripple through her body. She grunted from the pain as his long thin cock bottomed out against her cervix. Her rapist laughed at her discomfort and settled into a powerful rhythm, his cock plowing deep into the teen at a pace that no man could sustain for long. The teenager took another raping that was almost as brutal before the stopper was pulled. Looking down at the floor he moved his toe in a strange circular motion on the tile. “I brought him here to meet you.”The Captain tossed his hat on the table next to the door and walked toward me. A big toothy grin covered the man’s face. He walked right up to me, switched off my vacuum, and pulled me away from it. Taking my arm, he led me to the living room, right in front of our fireplace.My husband closed the door standing there watching. It was as if, his feet were in cement. He just. We really had a great crew in our office. I was proud to work there and their reaction to this accident was heartwarming.I assured them I would be fine. It was early enough in the day that I could get down to home, and the hospital, with little worry about traffic.I made my way down Route 1 crossing over from New Jersey into Pennsylvania. I recall pulling into the parking lot at Abington Memorial Hospital and wondering how I got there so quickly. It was auto pilot. It was adrenaline. I know I.