I looked in that direction and saw the mirrored wall. Shit! Jim must be looking in the mirror and seeing right up my skirt.“Jim!” I shouted, “Ca... you help me please?”“Sorry,” Jim said, “I was miles away.”More like the distance between your eyes and my pussy I thought.Jim lifted the bar back onto the stands and I got up; thinking that my arms ached. As I got up I saw that one of my nipples had escaped through the lace at the top of my top; I quickly straightened it.Jim told me that I should stop. Where's Rusty's?" It's on Monroe, downtown, between a place that sells antiques and the Fulton building. That's a four or five story office building." Okay, bye."Cuddles turned out to be that girl in high school who wasn't popular because she was overweight, wore glasses, and had bad skin. People had made fun of her. She hadn't been asked out on dates. High school had been miserable for her.So she went to college, and then to law school, and now she made her living sticking it to the people who. He then looked right at me and said “ this one was a favorite of us both” then he threw it on the bed and grabbed my wrist as he pushed me up against the wall. For a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, but he did not. He then grabbed the waist of my pants and pulled them straight down as he turned me face down on the bed. He reached between my thighs and pulled hard on my pussy lips then he gave my pussy a hard smack before he buried one, two, three then four fingers deep inside me. I. ” I wasn’t even sure she was listening to me. She just sat there silently, staring into space. Putting my free hand on her chin, I gently turned her head to face me, her eyes red from crying, stray tears still sliding from the corner of her eyes. I shifted my hand up from her chin to her cheek, stroking away the moisture with my thumb, her eyes looking into mine; I moved my face in closer. Our noses an inch away from touching, I didn’t say anything and neither did she, as our lips drew closer,.