It was like something out of a movie: everything seemed to go silent and in slow motion as the crowds of dancers seemed to part around her as she walk...d towards you. She stood at around 5'5", with long dark hair that flowed over her shoulders. She was wearing a scarlet top, a short leather skirt and black knee high boots. Her eyes were a piercing icy blue, and you got the impression she was seeing right to the core of you as she stared. Her skin was unusually pale, but smoother than you have. .tell me that this is the EU and the year is 2019…“Look, I am offering you a room, close to the uni and close to the city for just 150 Euro per month, but in stead of a deposit, I need access to your body for the next 24 hours...” he said, sounding surprisingly calm. “Access…!” she almost spat at him. She knew that there was fire in her brown eyes by now. “I´ll even pay for a re-coding of the locks...look, you´ll even have your own private entrance...but of cause, if you are not woman enough. .I need you to...please’ She looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes. ‘Isabelle’ he said, whilst unclipping her garters from her panties. ‘Please what?’ ‘Please...I need you to…’ ‘Keep going?’ Darius asked, as he pulled her panties down her smooth, shiny legs. ‘Nnngh...oooh, Darius...yess, you need to...put your finger in my little, ooh, pussy’ ‘That’s what I thought, slut.’ Said Darius as he fondled her breast. ‘Ooh, um...Darius’ Isabelled whined. ‘What is it, Issy?’ He. I watched her legs moving as she went upwards. I watched her butt, and knew that very soon I was going to be touching it and kissing it, and although I was nervous about it—really nervous—I figured, Fuck it. Like she said, I’d probably never see her again. And no one here knew me. The perfect crime. We got to the top of the stairs and she led me down a long hallway. There were three or four doors in the hallway, and behind all of them, I heard the sounds of passion. Girls groaning with.