I stuck out my tongue to lick my girlfriend, but I only found her panties douched with a sharp chemical that stung on my tongue. Confused I closed ...y mouth and pressed my lips together. I wasn't sure what was happening anymore, the world was just a random sequence of images and sounds and I couldn't turn those into a comprehensible narrative. I was just waiting until I would pass out again, but I never did, my groggy sleepiness plateaued and then I was gradually becoming more lucid again.. Yet I am incapable of resisting him it seems. Still I try. My pathetic and half-hearted attempt to resist ends in my wrists being held in his vice like hand.I feel tense and calm at the same time, it confuses me. He radiates control and calm. My mind tells me not to give way and resist, though at this point it seems senseless. Now that my mind clears I resist more. "Hush girl," he states. My resistance does not cease.No grin or scowl is visible on his face. He doesn't speak. I try to fry myself. She was roughly 5’7 in height, undoubtedly helped by the high heels she wore, and her slender body filled her grey pantsuit nicely. She wasn’t ugly by any definition, but not beautiful enough to tempt him. ‘His office called you this morning, and you gave him an appointment for next Thursday. That will not do.’ ‘So he sent you, an underling, to try and persuade me to take him sooner. Is that it? I’m very sorry Mr . . .?’ ‘Rochester, Darcy Rochester.’ Most people were impressed by the name.. Both were dark and had a good body and really shapely full boobs since they must still be breast feeding their younger kids. I was wearing sun glasses and hence was watching them freely since I felt that they cannot see my eyes. But the body language tells a lot when you are watching a woman. The taller lady somehow became conscious that I am watching her. But it looked as if she did not mind. She also started stealing glances at me. The bus stop was the starting point and there was bus every.