He pulled his cock free of her mouth, trailing more of his seed over her face and neck, and crouched there panting. He grinning wolfishly down at Red,...who lay sobbing, covered in sweat and cum, her naked body marred with cuts and crusted in dried blood. The Wolfs cock softened and slid into its sheath and he took the chance to lay his weight down on top of the young girl and open up her cuts again. He moved over her, drooling on her small breasts and licking the blood from her body. One. But she needs to know.”“How many girls who work for you HAVE you been with?”“Well, Elyse, for one,” I grinned.“Obviously,” she said dryly.“More than one other. Let’s leave it at that, please. Again, there is no reason to talk about it with you.”“Was it worth it?”“Was what worth it?”“Connie?”“Remember my ‘What if?’ rule? At the time it seemed like the right thing to do and I enjoyed doing it. My only regret is how it negatively affected my relationship with Joyce. It was before I married, by the. We'd become the hot new couple of the school and people were always giving us funny looks. Soon we became little more curious, and a lot more intimate; we'd gotten so far as to play with each other with our hands before Kristi decided on that day that she wanted to go the full mile.It was a Saturday, and I remember the whole day as clearly as I remember the last couple of seconds. The morning was very cold and there was a mist hanging in the air, so anything more than a hundred metres away. She huddled and clutched the pillow over her head, and screamed. She was still screaming when her parents came in. Her mother soothed her, wanting to know what was the matter. The cheerios were gone. Lindsay told her that it was just a nightmare. She didn't want them to think she was crazy. After a little while her parents left, her father muttering something about 'night terrors' as they walked back upstairs.When they were gone, Lindsay stuffed her blanket under the crack of her door and sat.