“Get off me you creep, and don’t you dare touch my tits, ….you know I won’t like it and ….and…I …about that time I started kissing on he... sweet tits. She ran her fingers thru my hair and moved my head around, guiding it to where she wanted my lips to be. “Oh damn you..stop that….no!…it’s making me all horny and hot. Hand me that phone so I can call the cops…please.” I laughed and whispered: (“I’m a phone man lady, your phone will never work again.”)I peeled the rest of her robe off her. I. His stare caught her. The intensity in his expression held Emily as tight and strong as his fingers could have if they were clamped around her throat“Then why do you keep on doing this, Emily? Why don’t you listen?”With a spark of defiance, Emily said, “I’m eighteen. You’re not the boss of me now.”As soon as she said it, Emily wanted to take the words back. She saw his face shift through quiet anger to surprise before something she took to be dark and malevolent shone behind his eyes.“I know. It had a desk, variouscharts and models of human parts as doctors rooms do, It also had theusual low flat examination table or bench though it was a bit wider thanthe usual examination table, and in the corner the machine to squirt ."Now," she said, "strip off completely, take everything off. You canleave your clothes on the chair there." So while he was stripping shewent into another room. He had chosen grey-blue briefs with off-whitelace trim and was just stepping out of them when she. Unlike the other girls who splattered make up all over their faces and spent hours on deciding which dress to wear, Tamsin was rather plain. Her typical outfit was a smart suit. It became very clear very quickly that she felt very awkward in the new environment, so I thought I'd try and help her settle in. Over the next few weeks we quickly became close friends, often laughing at each others jokes while our co workers were still trying to work out the punchline. Out of the blue an office night.