It occurred to me that she might be trying to be heard by Abigail, but there was no way. I cast a quick glance up to the security camera in the room a...d thought about what Michelle was doing right now, she was watching, that much I knew.Eva had thrown back her head and released her leg grip, I was now carrying her while diving myself in and out of her. She let out moan after moan,''Oh my fucking god, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard!'' she yelled.Her breasts bounced about as much as they were going. My parents never knew about what happened to me till i got pregnant, My dad got crazy angry and he was beating me so hard and forcing me to confess how I got pregnant and with whom I did fornication but I could not confess anything Because of my pregnancy without marriage and my refusing to confess about what happened to me, my family could not hide that and it was very complicated especially I was raised in Arab country (Lebanon) and it was a big scandal and published and known in all our. Note: This chapter is mainly about the past events introduced in theprevious chapter. This chapter involves some kind of initiation coupledwith humiliation, if you are offended by such material please skip thischapter. Also, a great part of it is from the character's recollectionof events, I attempted to write it from the main character'sperspective. On a side note, the use of this version of the name Marcinstead of the most common version, Mark, is not a mistake and there isan actual reason. ‘Miss Sutton,’ A weak but distinct voice. ‘I don’t feel so good, can you help me? Miss? Could you call an ambulance please?’ Her volume was fading quickly, the words got slurred and then I heard a dull thud. On the camera I saw she’d fallen against the door and slumped onto the ground. For a few minutes more I let her lay in the drug infused room and then I turned of the gas and went in. The moment I opened the door she slumped out onto the ground, her lips slightly parted, her body.