”The night had all started out with the ideal date, she and Marcus going out for dinner and a movie and then ice skating in the park. Somehow though... all of it had led to this nightmare. She remembered Marcus taking her back to her apartment. She remembered a strange smell as they entered the living room. Marcus made a comment about it and then… well, that was where things began to blur. Back in the present, Kylee was all too aware of their captor sitting fully clothed in the chair opposite her. “I was motionless as I saw her, she looked fucking amazing, her voluptuous tits spilling out of a black tightly figure hugging Basque, her tanned thighs circled with the black bands of silk and the tiniest of panties barely covering her little pussy…all I could do was look and gasp.I leaned towards her, my hand grasping her around the back of her neck, cupping her hair within my firm hands and pulled her towards me. Our faces met and lips touched the taste of lipstick always made me hard, my. I think I shook my head slowly to clear the fog of arousal and, looking down, I saw she was looking at me almost questioningly. Without any further hesitation, my hands went to the hem of her attire and it was soon discarded. My mouth went directly to one of her distended nipples, sucking gently. The other was not neglected as I rolled it between my fingers. This was all happening so fast.I paused and whispered - no idea why as we were alone - and asked if we could get more comfortable.. How many times had he heard this line tonight? All from guys who wanted to get to know his new female self better. "Thanks. I'd love to talk some more, but I promised my mom I'd be home by midnight."The guy glanced at his watch. "Oh? You're late, you know."Vic's mouth dropped. He glanced at the clock again. It clearly said eleven forty-five. The guy followed his gaze. Then he pulled up his watch for Vic to see. "That clock is about twenty minutes slow. Always has been, you know." Vic.