I flung myself on top of the table, my body facing up. I flared my arms around me, propped one leg on the table, the other hanging over the side. The ...irst thing he did was reach under the table, come back up, and fling fake blood on me. He then pulled the same retractable knife that he used from last year from his pocket. I officially became a prop in the room. He came towards me, placed the retractable knife to my side with his arm over my body. Then he forcefully shoved two of his fingers. Mera dhyan baar Baar uske boobs pr jata tha jo wo notice kr rahi thi usne kaha k abhi to upar dekh lo main samne bethi hu. main has pada aur wo bhi. waha neet ne mujhe purpose kr diya. mujhe aur kya chahiye tha usne khud kiya ye to aur bhi acha tha. kiu k is se pta chal gya k use bhi mujhe main interest hai full. Then hum kuch der baad waha se ghar chale gae, hum phone pr roj baat krne lge. sex pr baat shuru hui maine use btaya k main uski naam ki kai baar muth mar chuka hu,to usne kaha k ab. ” After a pause, he then continued. “The first time I got a suspended sentence. The second time I was put away for a year. Tomorrow, I’ll be lucky to get away with less than three years.”“Shit!” I replied.“It is what it is,” he philosophically answered.Next, Lee arose and walked over to the toilet bowl. After he positioned himself on the far left side of the bowl and given me a full-frontal view, he pushed his boxers down and let them slide down to the floor. Lee then took hold of his very. All I had to do was walk straight through. I followed Jitterbug back into the bedlam, trying to keep my eyes on the floor. Unfortunately, I immediately crashed into a male body. I looked up at him and realized he was quite drunk. I could tell partly by his glazed look and partly by the bottle he had in his hand. ‘Damn, you’re hot!’ he said. ‘Here, have a drink!’ The easiest way to get away from him was to take a drink. I smiled weakly and took a tiny sip from the bottle. His swaying hand.