It’s kind of awkward to make something look nice when you eat in the same place that you sleep. I had seen some people from New York make it look st...lish and trendy, but I was a poor guy, so it looked like I went to bed watching TV every night, which honestly wasn’t that far off. I heard the doorbell ring. I threw some trash into my garbage can and stumbled towards the door. I took a deep breath, then opened it up. It should be said that I’m a pretty short guy. I’m about 5’4′, and weigh not. “Wow… That was… some… fucking intense fuck!” he exclaimed in between heavy breaths. Julieta stood up and licked her lips. She eyes him over, his cock was still hard.“I think you’re still up for some more fun” she winked at him and he shook his head,“Nah, my little sword might be saying eyes but I’m beat as a Scott!” he blew a sigh of relief. “I think I’mma hit the—Julieta grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him backwards. Conor slammed against the table, something was holding his arms and legs. I closed the door. When I turned around Rocky Harte grabbed me and pinned me to the refrigerator; champagne still in my hand. I felt too shocked to fight him off. Rocky looked at me and without any warning, he hitched up my plain navy pencil skirt and and pressed his body into me. He held me up against the refrigerator with one of his strong muscular arms, and with the other, he rubbed his fingers over my black laced panties, stimulating my clit and making me ooze. When Rocky finished. 00 when he brings you your car,” Bethany whispered as we walked out.I pulled out my wallet and took out five singles, and handed them to the valet after he opened the door for Bethany.“Where to?” I asked as I put the car into gear and drove down the long driveway towards the street.“Believe it or not, I want you to take me home.”“What?!” I asked in surprise. “Did I do something wrong?”“Not at all! You did everything right. But you aren’t ready for this yet. You still need to think about it..