?I’m not enjoying this torture,? but she heard the sounds coming from her vagina. She felt the waves of pleasure he inflicted on the walls of her h...le. Her mind was in denial because the pain was in the forefront of everything she was experiencing at the moment. Still, there was something there, but she wouldn’t dare let herself admit its existence, at least not yet. He could read her like a book. He knew it was the right moment to ratchet up the pleasure to mingle with the pain. He had. The girl arrived early having heard it all, she was almost of collegeage, she was pretty, yet she was young enough to wear a uniform andribbon bows in her hair.Tears welled in her eyes as the older boy's berated her.She choked and stumbled at his words, fighting back the tears she raisedher hands, covering herself from such violation.One of the friends lifted her skirt from behind exposing her daintywhite panties.Tears streamed down her face as she pushed past them to run away. At adistance she. "Tom cut her off."You apologized to him because I threw him out of my house. Now I see that you are part of it." Part of what?" Lisa asked. "What is the matter with you?" I told you I didn't want him coming around," Tom said. "All you had to do was send him away when he came to the door but you invited him in. I guess you thought I couldn't come downstairs so the two of you could have a nice little chat and whatever else you wanted to do and I would never know." I asked him to come in so I. THAT boy, on theother hand..." Oh come on," I protest. "You've known him what, five minutes?" Five minutes that he spent stood completely naked in a room filled withunfamiliar women," Ophelia retorts. "And you have only known him for afew hours longer." Well - yes, technically," I say. "But from what I've seen, he's cute,he's got a great sense of humour, and from what I can remember, he'sreally good in bed..." He also took advantage of a drunk young woman last night," Ophelia says,making me.