The air suddenly has the same sick dread; the conversations around me seem to have the same muted tone. She tries to walk past me like she doesn't see...me but I grab her arm - the good one, the one not in a sling - and stare at her bruised face."I did this?" I knew I hit her but Peter didn't tell me how bad it was, "Oh fuck!" Oh, Alex." She pretends to laugh, "You're so ... No, I was in a car accident. Last week." She twists her arm and I let her go, "As if I'd even talk to you if you hit me.". He rubbed his hands all over the globes of her exposed rump and then pushed one of his legs between hers and forced her to spread her feet apart.Now he had a full view of her pussy as well, which was dripping with her arousal. He took a half step back and watched her. She was needy. Her cunt was leaking juices and he could see her clenching and releasing, trying to get some relief. She whimpered again and swished her hips slightly. He decided to take pity on her and stepped back up to her. His strong hands unbuttoned my white top. He slipped it off my shoulders, then he began to unbutton my jeans and I eventually slipped out of them, my shoes and my tights.I stood in cream-colored lace lingerie, with the strap holding a knife against my right leg. He took that off also. I heard movement and opened my eyes to find Marcus and Curly unzipping their pants, pulling out their hard cocks. Yelena had a leg hanging over the arm the ornate chair, her hand up her skirt and another on one of. "I apologize for kissing the wrong man..."She draped her arms around a suddenly terrified Caesar and kissed him squarely on the mouth. When she released him a moment later, he swayed sideways a bit, his mouth hanging open and his eyes glazed over. Jake reached out, fearful that Caesar might fall over."Well," Jake admonished her, "you haven't changed a bit. A little older around the eyes, maybe." I may have made a mistake in coming here," Alicia admitted. "But now that I'm here, I'm not leaving.