It seemed like he’d always wanted her. He just didn’t want to…what? He didn’t want to what? Hurt her. Scare her. Disappoint her. Maybe lose ...er. Disturbed by this sudden, if unvoiced honesty, he swung around, tilted his head back and aimed his Nikon camera at the Grand Guthry’s newly-installed Chihuly chandelier, the centerpiece of the new lobby. A 30-foot tall, blown glass sculpture by the world-renowned artist, Dale Chihuly, the hotel manager had told Aidan it was worth nearly half a. Rising to her feet she suggested that they go to her room, not wanting to shock her mother further by risking getting caught having sex, again. Her last patience’s needs satisfied, Candice Martin was finally able to think about going home. She was in no hurry as she thought about how she would face her daughter. April had always been a sensible girl. She did well in all her classes and had her pick of colleges to attend this fall. Despite the ugly divorce from her father, April showed no signs. He grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. I took my bra off and threw it in the floor. He took my pants off and threw them on the floor. My panties followed behind them. He moved to my breasts giving both the same amount of attention once more. He left my breasts, took his jeans and boxers off and climbed back into bed. He braced himself on one arm above me, he used his hand to guide his cock in to my pussy. Before I could remind him to be easy, that I was still a virgin, he thrust into. That was when she found herself shoved in a big box with only one way to look outside. The movement of the box and the angry voice from the human she’d been living with told her she was being taken somewhere. Settling down in the box and waiting for it to all be over with, she laid her head down. It had been the same as before. The gentle rocking of the box and the hum of an engine had her asleep before she knew it. Flashes of light here and there hit her face, but for the.