Her eye had swollen nicely, a little bloodshot, but still open anyway. That was a good sign."How are you?" I walked over, looking down and finally squ...tting beside her. "Let me see that."She didn't say anything as I cupped her chin, turning her head so I could hum softly and purse my lips. The bruise made her look older than she was, but she still looked good. Her beauty had been spoiled and that made her more interesting, in my opinion. I brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes, but she didn't. She was a small woman, blond hair which is a rarity in these waters. Wearing a loose skirt and large blouse, yet I could still see she was young and in fine shape as any man could hope for.The last previous recollection I have was trying to swim the impossible current off the coast of Spain, before being dragged under. And at that moment, I wanted to know what happened, where I was, and who was the woman. I tried to sit up. Well, that was it. The room spun dizzily, spots appeared before me, and. And then he got abusive." She bit her lip as a tear trickled out of her eye.It was Mark's turn to apologize. "I'm so sorry, Carol," he said softly, holding her hand. "I didn't know."Carol wiped away the tear. "Neither did I. I had to learn the hard way." She stared at the floor for a long awkward moment, then looked up at Mark. "I wish I'd met someone like you," she said softly.Mark felt his heart nearly stop, so impossible did the words sound. "I've got a confession to make," he. "Girl you got some pretty legs on you – just like yo momma. He reached over and ran his hand up and down my bare legs. "Fuck! Soft as silk an' sweet as sugah!"He pulled me close and bent his head to mine – and we kissed, his hungry mouth clamping over mine, his tongue snaking into my 18 year old mouth and down my throat.OHMIGOD! I was SO hungry for love and affection! After all, I was 18!I responded to his kiss and my tongue was wrapped around his as his big arms encircled me and I felt SO.