As she was leaving a photoshoot, she was accosted by two dangerous-looking men who ushered her into the back of a sedan and whisked her away to the of...ice of Manny Francisco in a seedy neighborhood of Manhattan. Once inside, a very frightened Elle was surprised at the opulence of the office. It was equipped with very expensive furniture and décor. Obviously, it had been decorated by a professional. Elle was directed to sit in a very comfortable chair in the outer office.Watching, via a two-way. The kind that feel like they’ve been deprived they’re whole life. He shouldn’t have left me hitched a ride with him. I ended up fucking this girl under a bridge by a bar called “The 21st Amendment”. He watched everything, catatonic on the sidelines. I would slap the bitch’s ass as I was laying my cock. By the way she was moaning, you would think I had the biggest cock in the world. I slapped the other cheek, and looked at my friend. He looked like he wanted to kill me. That was until I grabbed. She went from feeling cozy to feeling like she was incarcerated almost overnight. Aside from joining the swimming team, no after school activities were allowed – certainly no dating or dances for her freshman year. Between the strict teaching nuns at the Catholic high school she attended and the horrible, fun-crushing lectures she was getting at home (it seemed like every night) about her behavior and what was expected from a ‘girl in her position,’ nobody ever talked to her about sex and boys. It wasn't exactly what you'd call a daring outfit, but to me she looked very sexy indeed, and I felt a stirring in my loins once again. I took off my jeans and shirt and sat down next to her. Suzy lay on her belly as I undid the strap of her bikini top and eased the sun tan lotion into her back, and her legs. Then I lay at her side and tried to rub the lotion into my own back."Here, let me do it for you," she said, kneeling beside me, keeping her arms at her side to stop her bikini bra from.