To... fuck..."She began sobbing."I'm... here to... fuck Eric."Rhonda looked back into the apartment noting that Eric must still be in the bathroom. Th...s evening was one of the few times he had not already partaken of Rhonda's body, obviously expecting his latest "recruit"."Laura, get away from here!" Rhonda insisted, her voice low so she could not be heard from the other room.The other girl looked at her, not comprehending."Leave! Drop out of college if you have to, but get away from Eric." .... Who could pass such an offer up? I am sorry that I will have to mess up that pretty little face of yours though.” He then pulls out a knife the length of her forearm.With a slight smile, she says, “No, it’s too bad I’m going to have to mess up your handsome face.”The man stops for a brief moment. Her words are just enough to give him pause. She knows the gears in his head are turning as he runs through different scenarios of how this can turn out.To help him along and get it over with, Grace. This was a first.Shops are more my line, nice’n’easy-like. Break in by ram-raidin’ the front door or winder and load up the van quick, like. Then show a clean pair o’ round rubber ‘eels and get out afore anyone has a clue. Bulk swag, crash’n’carry, that’s me trademark. “Mode-us-upper-’and-I”, I fink the Fence said it was.All this quiet, softly, softly creepin’ about the place housebreakin’, is specialist work. Like what the Panther did.I knew the Panth, cos I did, saw ‘im dahn the Fence’s gaff. She motions me to the shower head first; I can’t wait to rinse my hair. I move beneath the shower head and let my head drift back enjoying the cascading water flow over me. My tits thrust out with my arms up hand running through my long hair. I almost forgot she was there….almost. “You really do have beautiful breasts”, she says, “I hope me mentioning it doesn’t weird you out.” I open my eyes. She’s right in front of me, closer than a friend or an acquaintance should be. We lock eyes for a.