. get away... please... Noooooooo!..." Shhhhhh... Laura, don't be frightened. I won't hurt you." The mans voice was soft and gentle, and somehow the g...rl could sense the sincerity."Laura, this is Cassis Mornay. I won't hurt you." He took her by the shoulders and held her tenderly, her wracking sobs muffled against his arm."Oh, it was so horrible... they raped me... Over and over..." her voice trailed away against him. It was several moments before he felt the girl's shuddering begin to die. A gallant rescuer requiring nothing from his lady and often dying at her feet imagining her words: "Ah, who was that gallant and handsome hero who lost his life to defend my honor. Oh, now I'll never know his name!" But sometimes he didn't die. Instead she throws herself in his arms and in halting voice surrenders her purity to his ardent love.Then came this fateful night, a few weeks after they moved to the house on the right of his, when while in the middle of changing the CD he perceived a. Some old oil money there. A lot of political connections, we'll need that college president as soon as you can find him." Right," Tina agreed. "I'll see if I can..." Vasquez?" Mahoney asked when the woman didn't finish her thought. "Tina ... You there?" Yeah," she answered slowly. "Sheriff Fiddler is pointing his weapon at me." What?" Put the phone down," Fiddler said, licking his lips and pointing his Ruger at the Ranger from less than a dozen feet away."You're already in a lot of trouble,. Out of the window the motorway is speeding past her eyes, but it is not the passing cars or the road side she sees. In her mind she has replaced these sights with memories of the previous night. She remembers the fervent way in which Travis had run his tongue along her dripping wet pussy. His fingers buried deep inside her, skilfully bringing her to the edge of desire, her orgasm so close. One more deep thrust of his fingers or lap of his tongue would have finished her off. Yet every time he.