" Then why the hell are you still on top of me?"She could feel the chuckle that rumbled in his chest before hearing the sound of it. Bringing her head...up hard, she connected with his breastbone, feeling gratified at the sound of his painful grunt."Get off me," she muttered as she pulled herself free. "Idiot." Hey, can I help it if I like the way you feel against me? It's not like you're offering me free hugs or anything. I have to take what I can get." Taking advantage of me when I'm terrified. She was frozen in terror as he touched her face. ‘Do me a favor?’ She shook her head up and down, mostly because his hands were forcing her to nod. ‘Go to the salon, get a haircut, get some highlights, get your eyebrows waxed, get a bag of new makeup and for god sakes, get some contacts okay?’ He hugged her close, patting her head. ‘Okay?’ ‘Sir…’ Janice muffled into his shirt. She waited a second longer until he finally released her. He looked at her expectantly and she decided it was best to. All of them.”Frida turned to the end, where there was a little preview of what to expect in the next issue. Included was a picture of a nude couple, both white, with the woman’s fist wrapped around the man’s penis. Next to that was a pic of the woman on top of the man, sitting up.“This guy,” the girl noted, running her finger gently along that particular part of the photo, “is even bigger than the guy in this one. In this Hustler, I mean.”“Yeah,” the boy replied, a bit dreamy. “I wish I had. My breath had quickened, my palms had become just slightly sweaty but what had rendered me so helpless, so completely unable to move was the electricity I could feel surging across my chest, tightening it and down through the pit of my stomach, churning it over as it spread down to my now warm, quickly moistening pussy, my clit throbbing as the power of the electricity shot down my legs, buckling my knees and my curling toes causing my to squirm awkwardly. There was no doubt he had been.