*Hi, my name is Brad.?I think we have that class together*, I said, pointing toward her text.She removed her hand fromher bodice and smiled as she dro...ped her cigarette to the concrete and twistedher foot upon it.*Hi, I*m Katie,? Do you understand chapter four of this?*She held up the text and Isaid *yea, I think so.* We talked for a long timebut nothing sexual emerged. We merely spoke of family,classes and future plans.The hour grew late and Ifinally found the courage. *Katie, will you. He made her answer just by the force of his personality. Then he began to take control. At first Brenda thought he was just doing what she wanted. Then she realized he was using the knowledge to take advantage of her and use her as he pleased. He constantly took Brenda to new limits. Some of the things he did Brenda had fantasized about since she was a teenager. Others she never dreamed of. He was anything but gentle and considerate. The things he did were rough, sometimes degrading, even. "Slut!" Rik joked. "Not really. I just love sex. A slut is someone who'll fuck anyone that'll look at them. I have my limits and boundaries." "Whatever, whore, prostitute, cum dump its all the same". Katy playfully slapped him on the arm. "im going to sleep. Im knackered." Said rick. He got up to leave. Before he reached the stairs Katy said "Rik, its great to have you back." "Thanks. Its great to be back."Katy and Rik made plans to go clubbing the next day. Rik dressed in his best suit. He. She took the kerchief and wiped her face and tried to dry her hair.I kept my hand on her hand that was holding the umbrella and kept my other hand on her shoulder giving her some warmth from my body. She did not say anything but kept walking, trembling, and shaking. Her skin was soft, supple, and delicate.I tried not to look at her in this situation as it might send a wrong impression. We took the lift and when we reached our floor she looked at me in utter disbelief.I asked her, “What’s.