"These shorts are too small. They must have made a mistake at the store." No, they didn't. I got them two sizes smaller," Jim smiled lecherously."God,...I can't wear these," she said as she walked over to the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She gasped when she saw that the skintight gray cotton shorts revealed her vagina in an obscene manner. The seam of the shorts ran directly between her lips, separating them and emphasizing their size. The only good thing was that the shorts had an. It was the image of a Catholic schoolgirl gone very, very bad. I was mesmerized.I watched you for over an hour Trish. I sipped at my only drink, nearly forgetting it as I watched you. I watched as man after man danced with you, each failing miserably as he tried to show himself worthy on the floor. I pushed my watered down drink to the bar and ordered another, telling myself I would drink this one before the ice melted. As I got the drink and turned back I saw you approaching the bar. Your body. "She screamed profanity at me like I hadn't heard in years, and it warmed my heart. I smiled as I approached her and she struggled to keep me from taking her underwear off. She was moving around too much for me to do it by hand, so I tucked the dildo in between her breasts while I went to the table and retreived a razor blade.She instantly stilled, eyes wide with terror. I smile as I walked back to her, trying to comfort her, but she only seemed to be more frightened. I pressed my body against. His arms pull me into his rock hard chest as his lips descend onto mine and kiss me roughly. Smack! The large sound reverberates throughout the alley as my fist connects with his jaw. “Let me clarify this with you. You emailed me and blackmailed me into what happened last night,” I hiss at him. There is only the silence and our heavy breathing for a moment before he speaks. “I asked you to tell me what you wanted last night, Anne. It was your decision. I saw those lingering looks, those light.