But I always thought of her like a friend, whom you could talk to for hours at stretch. Even after that incident I never especially felt anything for ...er. We were great friends, I never cared for more. I believe every girl of this generation has a point in life, where they get too conscious about their looks and start dressing a little more, sexy? And their social feeds looked more happening! That was happening with Avni, her facebook and insta feeds used to be always updated of the places. I turned to escape and looked straight into the eyes of another man. Panicking, I turned again, but they were both on me. One held me from behind and told the other, "look what we have here! She's a fuckin' sissy!" I was scared, overpowered, yet somehow thrilled. It was two of the men that had seen me earlier. I said that I didn't mean to offend anyone and was just entertaining myself. The man holding me said, "Oh we're not offended at all, but we may be entertained", and they laughed. They. Jeanstarted to play again, this time with a banana shaped vibe, Steve wasbusy with his camera and Jean was lost somewhere in her dreams, shestarted to cum a couple of times then stopped and spread her pussy forus to see, she was soaking wet, I couldn’t help but dip a couple offingers in there and have a play, Jean concentrated the vibe on herclit, then I had one finger in her pussy and the other up her arse, Ithought I had spoilt the moment when she pulled my fingers out and toldSteve to lick. I sang my blade into molten rage and commanded it to keep its edge. Thegod of the night sky had lowered some of its influence, perhaps due tobeing forced my the dawn, so I could breathe close to him. Not easily,but breathe nevertheless.The ice and frozen mud cracked around his legs, and the monster I hadseen in the mist surged at me. Very little was left of the man of theprince, yet I was beyond enough reason to fear. I dodged under asweeping arm of glass-sharp claws and sunk my blade into the.