His huge hands were under my arms, lifting me up and putting me down. Icould not stop him. My former betrothed could not stop him. As heviolated my b...dy, a terrible thought entered my mind. I was enjoying it. I was gasping with pleasure. I tried to stop but I could not. My masterlooked at my former betrothed and laughed. See what I do to your woman?See what a real man can do for her?'"He looked at me. 'Do you want me to stop, little one?' I couldn't helpit. 'More,' I screamed. 'More!' 'See. "Well, I was thinking of something a little better. I won't tell your mother anything if you put on a naked show for me. It would be a shame if my cousin's son Tony, who's a senior at your school, were to get a copy of these pictures while you're dating your boyfriend, and he showed them to someone." I replied, finally unveiling my plan."No! That would be wrong! You're married to my sister, I'm only fifteen, and I've got a boyfriend! I haven't even let him see me like that in person yet. I'm. The machine boomed, exploding into high gear, taking on speed at an impossible rate. The pain in Richard’s head magnified exponentially–jumping from the back to the front and back again, it threatened to push his eyes from their sockets. At ninety-four seconds he puked violently, spraying the contents of his belly onto his face shield, covering his eyes and blurring his vision with its putrid stickiness. He was helpless to do anything about it, as the hot vomit filled his mouth and nose, before. You start reading. The text seems rather simplistic. Its about a highschool girl in totally mundane situations. She's very much a goody twoshoes and you couldn't be less interested. You scan the words without evenconsciously registering what you're reading. In your ears the metal fadesand the hum grows stronger. Now that you can hear it better it sounds likea ditty, but you can't make out the words."That'll be all for now," the teacher suddenly says. You can't believeclass is over already..