. he kept his hands on my boobs…as if he is sleeping I moved a bit and got relieved from his hand.. he suddenly went over me and started to kiss me ...ard…I was a bit reluctant but after few seconds I really got turned- on but acting as if I don’t need it.He started to press my boobs. I could feel his hard penis hitting my bottomThen he slowly dragged my tops and with violence he tore my dress…My naval drop and tattoo on my left breast is visible to him now.. On seeing it he started to bit all. Or me bhi mere aanko se asuo ki dhara bah rahi thi gand khafi dukhraha tha .Tabhi medam ki awaj ne chokadiya ” ho gaya tumara or kuch baki he itne nadan bache ka kiyal to kiya hota tumhe todi bhi sarma nahi aai . ” medam or sir ka jhagda suru ho gaya . sir ne kaha “tum ise abhi bacha samajh rahi ho ye bhacho ka bap banane ke layak he . tum isase chudwa kar dekho agar tum ma nahi bani to me tumahri har saja mujhe manjur he “sir or medam ka jhagda bad gaya tumne yese kese kah diya me kiya thume. " Micheal grabs a towel wrapping it around her body, shrugging. "No, I'm okay." Jarod stops her from leaving the bathroom, knowing she's lying.Jarod wraps his arms around her, holding her, "I know you are not all right. I guess you forgot I can tell when you're lying huh?" Micheal wraps her arms around him, starting to cry. Jarod holds her head, kissing her hair, "It's ok. Everything will be alright, he can't hurt you any more. You know that." He whispers, his lips against her cheek. Micheal. I couldn’t have this. Shoeblossom, my mother was such a cunt to me, and Ludovic was so different—he gave me stuff, tutored me into being almost an Honor student, and encouraged me in my hobbies, baton-twirling, Hannah Montana worship, all of it.So one day when he was napping in the nude, which he always did, Narnia and I sneaked into his room with a thick length of rope. I tied his wrists together and then used the rest of the rope to tie his ankles as well—and there was about a foot of rope.