Tori is covering her body with a towel while she gets dressed and I can't see anything. Her towel slips a little exposing one of her boobs and she cat...hes me staring. "Like what you see, Marley?" She winks at me again as I quickly turn around and hear them chuckle a little from behind. How embarrassing, I think as I shake my head. We are all walking outside as I start to head to my car, beyond confused over what just happened. "Hey, where do you think you're going?" Tori grabs my arm and. Being 34 years old, standing at 62 and weighing in at 170 lbs. Dark reddish blondish brownish, Low Cesar haircut. Im a mixed man, mothers Italian, fathers Puerto Rican and Indonesian. I dont know my parents, they were killed in a high jacking in a airplane coming from Italy visiting my grandparents on my moms side. All I know is at five I was living with my grandfather on my dads side, In Puerto Rico, and things changed from the start. I went from hi middle-class, proper education and proper. "What was she doing here?" She came and sang us a few songs before leaving. I wish you could havemade it," she replied."I'm sorry I missed it," I added, though I couldn't keep from smiling.We moved into the house to where the birthday party was still in fullswing. But the discussion quickly turned back to Sarah's visit and I wasrewarded with a secondhand version of the events that had happenedearlier in the evening. It was interesting to hear how the other girls atthe party remembered what had. ”“You tell her, Nate” she heard someone yell.With his left arm crushing Kristen to him, Nate grabbed her hair with his right hand, pulling her head back.“No! Let go of me! Please MMMM...” she began pleading as Nate’s mouth crushed down on hers muffling her words out of existence. His thick lips covered hers. Spittle exchanged between them as he forced his tongue way back in her mouth. She struggled against him, but he was too big, too strong. Kristen felt herself torn from Nate’s grip.“Quit.