They placed themselves strategically around the woman – one between her legs, one at her breasts, and one at her head and began to assail the woman....At this point, it occurred to the woman in the story and to Fran reading it that the only thing that was important was her sexual pleasure. Fran had already removed her top and was pulling on her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her breathing was rapid as she slid off the stool and unfastened her shorts allowing them to drop to the floor. Stepping. It started as a small annoyance – frustration that she had been put here in the night without any explanation, but she expected her father to come into the kitchen once he heard her calling him.Then the anger built up, stemming from the insecurity and rejection she was beginning to feel when she listened to the silence of the house and realised she was the only one occupying it. He had forced her into being fucked in the ass, used her as though she was his property and then completely. He stood and she knelt in front of him, taking his cockin her mouth, sucking on him. It wasn’t long before shewas swallowing too. Again, when he was done, she suckedhim off to cumming. I piped up stating I had to use thebathroom, but I needed to use the toilet. David toldJosefin to take me upstairs to the bathroom. She smiledand took me by the hand and led me upstairs. She tookme to the bathroom and led me in. She closed the doorbehind us, locking it.“I lied,” I confessed to. . anywhere! The only thing he found was to answer a threat from Rodney Valentine, a player on another high school football team.The paperwork on Rodney described a one-act running back. He could run fast and hard but had absolutely pedestrian skills at a change of speed or even avoidance. He ran straight up and down and got most of his yards later in the game when the opposing teams were getting worn down by his relentless running style. Valentine had not let anyone know that he was starting to.