"Her dad is a preacher. If he found out she had lied to him and went out to a party, she would have been grounded forever."Bryant frowned but nodded h...s head. The stigma attached to sexual assaults was slowly lessening for women, but there were still a large number that were never reported."You hear who she was partying with?" Bryant asked.The girl shook her head -- a little too quickly, Bryant thought."This is just between us," Bryant said in a soft voice. "I will never reveal where I heard. “You planned to rape me, and I’m the freak? Oh, hey. What the fuck is your name?”“I, I won’t tell you!” Molly snapped, feeling a whisper of unaccustomed fear. “Just let me go, and you’ll never see me again!”“Fine! Be like that!” Alice rummaged through the pockets of the woman’s discarded pants. She pulled out a rather butch wallet. She looked through it, and pulled out a New York state driver’s license. “Molly P. Sinclair. What’s the ‘P’ stand for?”“Pitcher.” Molly said without thinking. “No,. ’ ‘Nice.’ She said. ‘When did you last drive it?’ ‘That would have been on Tuesday last week. I left it at home on Wednesday and caught a cab to the airport. I haven’t driven it since then. Wait a minute, I was staying at the Hyatt, they’ll have a record of that, and probably still have my luggage, my car keys were in my case, it’s one of those wheelie bags and it would be in the front pocket along with my . . .’ I stopped for a few seconds. ‘. . . wallet.’ ‘But your wallet was in this case.’. I laid there helplesslyas she did this again and again, packing my ass with the slippery goo."That should be enough." Said softly talking more to herself then tome. "At least I hope it is because my cock will rip you if it isn't."she told me.When I felt how fat the heed of her cock felt once she was rubbing itup and down over my lubricated opening I began to roll my head fromside to side while trying to beg her to not do this to me. But all Imanaged to do was to make a bunch of recognizable.