She gasped as he continued to work his fingers up inside her. "Have you been saving yourself?" he murmured, mocking her, smiling wickedly."Eric," she ...hispered trying desperately to ignore the wiggling finger inside her tight pussy and the rough caresses his thumb forced on her swollen clit. He tilted her chin upwards with soft, but firm fingers and their gaze locked. They silently looked at each other for what seemed an eternity until he slowly but reluctantly withdrew from her. He backed away. “Oh, do you remember Chloe Meadows?”Michelle thought for a moment, “I think so. Wasn’t she the little one with the face?”Janet looked at her perplexedly, responding, “We were all little with faces!” They’d both laughed, but Janet went on, “But yeah, you’re right. It’s her. I ran into a friend of hers in the supermarket a couple of weeks ago...”“You spend too much time in supermarkets,” Michelle interrupted with a relaxed sarcasm.“Shush,” Janet replied, “if I didn’t, I’d never see anybody…. What I need to do is talk to her. At length.”“That’s what she wants as well. We’ll discuss it further at home.”“OK.”We rode the rest of the way in silence. I wondered what Becky was up to. If what her dad told mine was the entire story, then I didn’t see how Becky and I would have a lot of time to talk alone. I was missing something.When we arrived, Mr. van Hoek said to put my stuff upstairs. I grabbed everything and took it to the guest room. I hung up my garment bag and tossed the gym bag on. But maybe I should be, after enjoying what I had seen.Let me be perfectly clear on this point - I was not turned on at all by the fact that she was forced and raped. I was glad that it still horrified me - I don't know that I could have lived with myself if I had been turned on by that. No, it was the sight of her pretty little body, and the response of her body as she came, seeing her for the first time as a female, that turned me on.I could also see why she was fighting with Amy. Unfair as it.