She thought back to the beginning of the night - the most important night of her young life - prom night.As I got ready for the prom, I tried to decid... what to wear. Not my gown, but what to wear under my gown. I was going to the dance with Ron Harris. That was OK, though I wasn't really super impressed with him. But he'd asked me and he was the captain of the football team, so I'd said yes. I knew by his reputation that he'd try to get into my panties, but that definitely wasn't going to. Marcos was now in full form. His body absorbed the light around it, and he looked like a hole in the midday. His black robes and leathers were oozing tendrils of black. His face was only a silhouette with two burning red eyes of hate. He seemed like a man shaped portal to the abyss with two terrible eyes staring back. Talons had ripped through his glove and only the gauntlet remained unaffected. With all the terrible darkness around it, the gauntlet shimmered in the midday light.He rushed. Help me outyeah??I looked in his eye and thought I could see vulnerability, and that madethe guy even more attractive. So I conceded. ?Ok, sure.?He opened his jeans and slid his thumb under the waistband and opened itup.Lying in his tight white pants, unbelievably, was the nicest looking dickever. I?d expected it might be a bit small, given his reservations, so Iwasn?t expecting this. Even if it didn?t grow any more when hard, itlooked like it would still be an eight incher, and it was a. I have one in mind. Its French. Do you mind if it has subtitles?”“That's fine.”I plugged the hdmi into the computer as she clicked through her computer. I peaked at the screen as she scrolled to the Recently Opened tab. My heart sunk into my chest as I saw the “For your eyes only Dec 18” folder come into view. I watched as the cursor slowly tracked through the recent files. Surely she knew I looked at them. The cursor hovered over it for what seemed like an eternity. She bit her lip and.