He looks up at her black eyes filled with lust and he says softly "I'm going to enjoy cutting you, my dear" Her heart feels like it's bout to burst ou... of her chest as panic surges though her viens, his words hitting home as her brain reals in shock. She closes her eyes tightly trying to shut him out. As the hand holding the knife to her neck runs slowly down to her exposed neck it traces her collar bone with the tip of the sharp blade making a red line. He brings the knife down and rests it. He enjoyed having a chat with Mary while she cleaned his room and went to turn his music down. When the door opened and he turned to face it, it wasn’t Mary standing there, but a much younger, better-looking woman, the very woman Gregg knew had seen his pride and glory the day previous. She looked nervous, but he smiled broadly at her. Such a pretty face, he thought. “Oh, hi. I thought you were Mary. I’m Gregg,” he said, extending his hand which hung there for a few seconds. “Tracy,” came the. This always drives Gina insane. ‘Oh my God Tom!’ Gina panted heavily. ‘Oh yes baby! Suck on my tits. Bite them! Pull on my nipples!’ Gina took her hands and pushed on the back of my head, burying my face deeper into her tits. Gina let me out to catch a breath, but only one breath because before I knew it she had me laying on my back in the living room and she was frantically unbuttoning my shirt, biting and sucking on my nipples once they were exposed. I moaned loudly as she licked and kissed. Ricky Cratty was a lowlife jerk who was rumored to deal in drugs. If he wanted to see me, I was probably in more trouble than I thought. Rebecca Clemmons was an airheaded Stephie wannabe; I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out that I'd dated her at some point over the last three years, particularly given the remark Rabbit had dropped about my "working my way up" to Stephie. But ever since we'd been in fourth grade together, she'd demanded to be called Becky, and it would have been odd if.