It didn’t look like he was planning on eating much. Almost as if feeling my gaze, he turned his eyes on mine. I stared for a millisecond more before...blushing and turning around. ‘Great, now I’m the stalker. He wasn’t even looking, he’s just getting lunch.’ ‘Yeah, except he’s eyeing your back like it’s the hottest thing ever.’ My cheeks flamed again, and I wondered if Lori might have a point. Was this kid really checking me out or something? Perhaps getting a tad bit on the stalker side? I. To this day, I don't know why other than letting myself drink too much when with another man who turned out to be a predator. That was my failing, Carmine, not yours."And just so you know, Carmine, Hugo promised to come after you when you got out. He was talking about civil court and suing you for all he could get. That's another thing for which I'm responsible. So you see, you didn't fail us; I did."Carmine and I talked for the rest of the evening, until Ruben came back. We resolved nothing. "what a perfect slut. Your hand around my cock, your tits begging for my attention, and your slit already getting wet and I have just started!" he teased her. "let's see how tight you are slut!"He hooked the edge of her panties and pulled them to the side, exposing her bare cunt to the night air and causing her to gasp in fear. He only laughed as he began working his finger into her slit, searching for her most private opening. Feeling his fingers playing with her there was making her. . but I was wary for a long time, even after we rescued you. I was afraid you’d revert. Now, I’m afraid I might lose you, but I also want you to find a better life for yourself. Myron sure looks like something good for you.”Lisa squeezed me, “I feel as though that whole prior life was some kind of dream that this conservative little accountant had. You know, nice girl dreams of being a slut and fucking any male that strikes her fancy, and then wakes up to discover she’s not that person.”I.