Arif on the other hand was very happy & excited to see a beautiful girl like her. He convinced her a lot with his beautiful words but Arti was not at ...ll interested in that ugly guy. Arif said he will not call her again but she let him to have sex with her today. Arti just rejected this request and Arif was very disappointed because he knew that she will never get a hot & sexy girl like her. Arif went back but he could not forget Arti, he tried to call her on her mobile but Arti put his number. In the evening he would return, hoping that he would find her sober. Each night she would be there, the smell of food cooking to greet him, her smiling face raised up to kiss him, her laughing voice telling him about her day, and he would watch her, looking for any sign that she was slipping. He told her about his plans and she listened, asking questions. He asked her to come with him, to move across the Atlantic to another country, another life. Slowly she came around to the idea as he painted. A couple turns later John began to capitalize on his advantage, preparing to move in for the kill. Realizing he had Al had I on the run, John filled the room with honking guffaws. ‘I’ve gotcha now! Cower, lower life forms.’ He shook the dice above his head in both hands, making a globe of his small, hairy knuckles. ‘Yeah, yeah, we’ll see, the tide may turn again bucko,’ said Al, not easily intimidated. ‘Hmm,’ I mused, ‘I’ve never been quite sure how well that really works as a metaphor. Do. I felt his hips touch my asscheeks, and then he laid down full weight on top of me, crushing the breath out of me and pinning me down hard on the ottoman. Daddy laughed. “Did you miss me, baby slut?”I could only cry in response and try to breathe. I wanted to scream in rage, but I was too scared of what he might do. I was still holding my cheeks spread open for him, and I hated myself for allowing him to do this to me. I hated the feel of his skin against my back, hated the heat I felt.