I remember him staring down at me as he hurt me….you know as he….oh God he raped me….I thought I was going to die….’ And the girl started to...cry again. Kelly reassured her, probing to try to get more information and slowly she pulled out the story from the girl about the assault. How he had taken her into the warehouse, then suddenly started hitting her, slapping her and calling her names, Bitch, cow, cunt. He had ripped at her clothes and thrown the poor girl to the floor, forcing her legs. I hear water running, and I want to go into the bathroom and drag her back by her short hairs. But I don’t want to fuck up more than I must have, so I practice what I want to say to her while I wait. I hear the water stop and when my heart starts pounding, I realize that I need to see her face again. I’ve had a rough past few weeks, true, but Shawna has a way of making me feel better even when I’m not upset. Hearing her footsteps, I sit up, trying not to look like I missed her too much. I am. "He was really embarrassed, "I really wasn't looking at you, Joe sent me over to fix the filters in your pool. He gave me the keys to your back gate and told me there was not going to be any one here. I am really sorry! My name is Craig." He was stuttering real bad."Well Craig as you could see I was not expecting company. I guess Joe and my husband planned this out and forgot to tell me. (Of course Craig was not looking at me. That's why he carried that big bulge around in his pants.) Thanks,. "Oh, now that's a good sign!" smiled Mrs Lusty, as he not only inhaled my pussy aroma deeply, but also opened her mouth and Sally pushed that wet part of my panty into her greedy mouth. "Ummmm, nice! Oh yes, Sally, you and the Professor were absolutely right - she has a sweet smelling cunt, and this pussy juice is delicious, but now I want to taste some more of it. Let’s get her over to the sex sofa!" With that she relaxed her embrace and led me over to a sort of narrow padded bench without.