I was told that if I didn’t take care of his needs that I would be punished and as he said this he told me to take my clothes off I was tired to the...bed where he took his belt off and whipped me before he fucked me it hurt so bad and when he put his dick in me I cried and as he was thrusting his big dick in me I begin to get a tingling between my legs and it started to feel good and then it happened I had my first orgasm and after he slapped me because I didn’t ask if I could cum. After he came. "We're a team, we support each other," I told her."Remember when I asked if JR could be my first lover?" Mo asked."Yeah, I remember." I've changed my mind, Jackie. I hope JR will understand, but I think I want to wait." JR will understand. This doesn't have anything to do with a certain drummer, does it?" I asked with a giggle."He's a percussionist; Neil plays more than just the drums. He is part of the reason, but not the only reason. I don't know if I'm going to like him enough to do that.. Ses vêtements étaient aussi ridicules que son physique. Il ne portait jamais qu'une paire de salopettes rouges bien trop amples, une paire de gants citron et un ridicule noeud papillon bleu et jaune. Mais, heureusement pour lui, Roger Rabbit était un toon, un dessin animé doté de vie. Son physique de lapin difforme, couplé à son étonnante habileté à endurer avec le sourire tous les sévices (chutes, explosions et autres coups et blessures) que subissent les toons faisaient de lui une star. The other girls?" asked Rhonda."We've all talked about it. I think we're all going to transfer to other schools, get a fresh start. Right now I've got my eye on a nice little college in New Hampshire with a great music progam." Wendy, how can I ever thank you?" No need. We all got out from under this... at last. That's what counts."Wendy looked out the window and spotted the person she was looking for walking toward the door."Speaking of thanking someone, have you talked with Paul?" I... I just.