This Friday was the usual mixture of high and low emotions, the taste of his cock in my mouth, and the knowledge of not seeing him till Monday. As we ...issed he passed me a wrapped parcel, I looked back puzzled at him."You think I don't know it's your birthday tomorrow? I got you a little something." He gently kissed my nose. "Now don't you open it until then and I would advise you to open it on your own," and mischievously winked at me.I slipped the parcel into my bag, beaming with delight. "No. She tried to force a smile, but it wouldn’t come. Instead, she was honest, “I need to know I’m not broken.”“You aren’t,” he whispered, hovering above her. His hand was gentle yet insistent upon her thigh. Spreading her, so he could slide in even closer. The warm grin on his face became mischievous as the head of his shaft teased her, “But you might be when I am done with you.”There was a brief moment of utter terror as she waited for him to enter her. A deep-seated fear that she would never. "Robin kept resisting and then Phil leaned over and put his mouth very close to her ear. "I don't know what your fucking game is, but don't you realize that you're at our mercy? This isn't a fucking game and this isn't a kinky little Friday night out with your boyfriend. Suck my cock and suck my buddies cocks or else!" Robin noticed from the tone of Phil's words that he was getting irritated and as much as she didn't want to be giving a bunch of kidnappers blowjobs, she decided she'd better. " She tossed the book back on the pile. "All he does now is play something called Fortnite. I don't know what it is with kids these days and their Nintendo Playstations and what-not..."The woman continues to ramble on about her teenager's interests, but your eyes focus on the book she discarded like it was trash. It had the classic white cover, the red banner at the top, and the Bantam Books logo in the corner. It was an original copy. But not just any original copy. The title jumps out at you.