She saw it, she noticed and she didn’t say a word. But even silences have words hidden between the lines. I knew she liked what she saw and I knew w...at she wanted. We both knew what we wanted, and this was made very clear as we got to know each other more and more, over the weeks. Now, she was here and smoking a cigarette with me. Life indeed has strange ways.It has been a year since I last dated; my ex and I had a horrible break up that kept on haunting me for months. Then, I graduated and. This felt gorgeous and normally l would have lain like this with him gently moving in me for ages, but l yearned for more, my pussy yearned for more. ‘fuck me bro, fuck me, come on fuck me’ l heard my mouth blurt out. Without any other encouragement he lifted me up from my hips, til l was on my knees, head down on the sofa, legs spread as wide as l could and he thrusted hard into to my now gaping and very open pussy. Holding on to my hips squeezing with his hands and with shots of delicious. I tried to walk out, but the preacher had a guy with him that grabbed my arms. I stomped on his instep and when he let go, I kicked him in the crotch as hard as I could. Then I ran out of the house and came here. I just didn't know where else to go." The last bit was followed by sobs again as she relived the terror.My mom came over to the couch and started to rub her back as I held her. I was at a loss as to what to do. Her father was due back the next day. He was the most levelheaded part of. ‘Hey, Julie, you look super tonight. Nice dress.’ Ronnie Smythe was a basketball player, mediocre student and self-styled stud. At least he wasn’t drooling, Julie thought. ‘Thanks, Ronnie. Did you come with someone?’ she asked pointedly. ‘Nah, you know me, I like to play the field Julie.’ he bragged. Within a few seconds, two more or her classmates appeared, Bill Farnham and Jane Simmons. ‘Hi Julie,’ Jane exclaimed. ‘Wow! You look fabulous. Where did you get that dress? It’s … so … sexy!’ she.