A surge of arousal radiated through my body as I felt it: when I jammed my body up against Aaron’s, what felt like a big, warm stick pressed into my...abdomen! I knew immediately what it was, I knew it was big, and I knew I had chosen wisely with my instant attraction to Aaron. ‘Ohhh,’ he stammered, looking down at me. ‘Sorry…I….’. He trailed off, embarassed that his erection had made contact with me. ‘Don’t be’, I replied, looking up at him and reaching my hands up to his face. He. "The consultant registered but said nothing."It'll have to be me," said Moira."When I said twenty-four seven I meant it," he said. "You can't leave her alone in case she does something dangerous like deciding to go for a walk on her own or falling downstairs. It's going to be a hell of a responsibility, Miss Macintyre." Could you section her?" No. At present there's no threat of violence to herself or anyone else." Could you force her to be taken into care?" Again no. That's up to Social. Mr. Jones was tall with smooth brown skin and a smile that would make you melt. He was well build thanks to the fact that he was a black belt. He was always put together and seeing him sent shockwaves through my body. I had to sit in class with my legs crossed because of my pulsating pussy. That’s how sexy he was. However, he did have one fault, he was married. I didn’t know who she was, but I loathed her existence. It made me cringe to think that he was going home to her night after night. And. Other hands pinched at her nipples, weighed her breasts tweaked her throbbing clit and prodded her tight entrance. Some seemed to take particular delight in slapping her ass to see their handprints on her tender skin. Chloe surrendered herself to it all. It was so strange, in a perverse way now that she had no say in what happened to her body she had been set free to enjoy it. She didn't have to think about morality or her father's reputation none of it mattered any longer. She kept her head.