He hesitated for a second before continuing towards the changing room. Even the thought of watching her tits bobbing up and down as she ran wasn't eno...gh to persuade him to spend time on the cardio machines and standing there ogling her would only get him a slap if he was caught. Especially with the growing bulge in his shorts.The door to the changing room stood open and he hurried through before she could see him, dragging off his sweaty clothes and throwing them on the bench in disgust. He. Eventually I was able to open my eyes and I came face-to-face with the camera that had been filming me. I jumped and just then a moist towel was clamped onto my face and darkness fell again. I woke up some hours later, tied to the chair again and this time, my room was lit and there was a television in front of me. My Russian was sitting next to it, waiting for me to wake up. Now that I had awoken, he grinned slightly. "I hope you slept well, little one. Now, I have a special gift for you. Your. He looked like the kind of guy every girl in school wanted to date. I opened my car door and he walked right up. I don't even remember what we said to each other at that point or if we had even said anything. I do know that he was fumbling a little bit trying to undo his belt, I swung my legs out the car door opening and reached up to help him. I grabbed onto his belt and gently pulled him towards me. I opened his belt and unbuttoned his pants as he was pulling them down. He pulled them down. My adopted tree fort began to sway a little more drunkenly than the wind could have caused. Could my weight alone be enough to topple this tree? It was a pretty decent sized tree! How could little old me tip over this monolith of centurial representation? Unfortunately, physics didn’t care what I or reality said. Possibly physics simply didn’t apply. Oh, well. Regardless of the reasons or non-reasons, I was going down. Pure evil radiated all throughout my body in the form of fear so utterly.