She reached forward, put a hand on the back of the his neck, and then squeezed just hard enough to cause a little pain.“Don’t move,” she warned....eeling the slight pressure on his neck, the driver said, “Yes, Ma’am.”“I’ve got him,” Betsy said to Rock.Rock tried to open the door of the limousine. The door was locked. He looked over at Betsy, with his eyes flicking towards the door.“Moving very slowly, I want you to unlock the doors. I can and will break your neck if you move too quickly,” she. So anyways I got super drunk and stoned at this party last night and messaged him. I'm so so dumb. 3 hours and no response he hasn't even looked at it. Fuck me.So I decided to stay at my friend Mandy's place she lives alone its pretty cool. I hope when im 20 im not still stuck at home with my boring parents. So anyways things got fucking intense quickly. Mandy drove us back and helped me inside we smoked a joint or two and she asked why I keep looking at my phone, I didn't want to show her but. Whats wrong? Whats wrong?!, I echoed, You… they… Im not… you said… I said I was your boyfriend? It made them lay off didnt it?, he finished, arms raised and hands behind his hair. I was astounded by my misconception of the situation, and at his harmless use of the title boyfriend. Thats it?!, I cried, jumping to my feet, enraged, Thats fucking it?! With confused, puppy-like eyes, Elixir watched me flame and rant and boil with anger. You didnt take it seriously did you? There was no laughter. She was getting hornier and hornier every day but it wasn't a burning sexual desire for guys her own age or for men that she worked with. Barbara had an insatiable sexual desire for men in their late teens or early twenties at the oldest. She loved the younger man and she had always found every sexual encounter with the young studs to be the hottest sex she'd ever enjoyed.Barbara was in her mid-30s but she found the young men she enjoyed fucking the most were usually anywhere from 16 to their.