Andthe first week would be the worst, also I would have to come back the nextSaturday to check on my progress and see if anything had happened.God did...she know nothing.TUESDAY 19THwhen the good doctor told me on Saturday about the gland replacing andstuff she never said I would bleed, also that I couldn't tell ppl, so thefirst person who found out was my best friend kristy. I explainedeverything to her over msn perfectly clear, at first she said it wasfunny, then she said it was a way for me to. “Oh, my God,” I cried. “You make me feel so good.” “And I can't wait to get inside you,” he declared. I gasped as he said those words. This was too good to be true! Suddenly, Bobby's eyes lit up as he got an idea. “You want to do a cheer for me?” he asked. “Something to get me motivated and pumped up?” “A cheer?” I asked. “Um...” “Come on, you can do it,” he replied. “Cheerleaders make me horny. So it's only right if you act the part out for me. Come on. Cheer for me. Please?” I took a. She could really like a guy like this. Walking over to him, she put her arms around his neck and drew him in for a kiss. As soon as their lips met, their tongues darted out to meet. His hands rubbed gently up and down her spine. Despite her initial assessment of him as a techno nerd, she had to admit he was a great kisser and confident in his actions. Before she even realized what she was doing, he had her pressed against him on the bed. From somewhere, he activated some type of control. The. Amelie shook her head in disbelieve and parted her feet a little.“So wet and willing...horny bitch”There was no denying that!“Please, sir,” she whispered, “If...you are gonna do it...at least hold my arms...”She reached back and twitched, when he grabbed her wrists and held them both in his fist, surprisingly large for a second hand book-store assistant. There she was, caught again, an instrument for his desires.“Beg..for my cock, bitch”She shook her head.“Fffffuck..me, sir” she.