I smiled to get a compliment from him and we walked to the door. He took out the keys from his pocket and opened the door of the house. Taking off his...coat he went to the kitchen to get us something to drink and I walked to the piano in the big hall. The hall had a few dim lights on and the moonlight coming into the hall through a big window was enough to see. Before sitting in front of the piano I slipped the straps of the dress from my shoulder and let it fell on the floor. I was wearing. ” Ok I admit it: I deliberately used the word ‘most’ to feed her anxiety just a little…“Someone called me a fat sow.”“What kind of asshole would say that? Besides you know that’s bullshit, right?”“Well I’ve got a gut….it’s embarrassing…”“Charlene you’re a bit curvy, but guys love curves. Anorexic bitches have tight abs. And mental disorders. Oh my god I ate 7 g****s not 5- I better go puke them up!”“You’re just trying to make me feel better.”“Maybe. But you know I’m no bull-shitter. I say it as. Before the licking was over I felt another furryweight on my back. As soon as he hopped on me, hewrapped his forepaws around my waist. He managedaccidentally but very conveniently (for him) to trapmy hand against my hip as he thrusted. I pulled at myarm, not sure I wanted another fuck, but he weighedtoo much to push myself up with one arm and it took afew seconds to pull my other arm free of the vicelike hold he had around my waist. While pulling at my arm, I was apparently laid outperfectly. The neighborhood wasn't exactly what I was used to. Looking up, the complex was painted a tacky shade of orange, there were barely any air conditioners sticking out from the holes they were meant to be placed in, and most rooms had what appeared to be blankets tied to the window bars acting as makeshift curtains the others skipped the curtains all together. My phone buzzed just as a man approached me. He was an around 5'6", medium built man in around his early 30s. He was sporting shorts, flip.