I was going to fuck this girl ... and nothing was gonna stop me!That thought also got me very aroused, the very illicitness of what I was doing. I was...’t just fucking this teenage girl. What I was doing was rape ... plain and simple! I knew it was wrong, wrong, wrong, but it felt so very good!My hand continued to roam her hard body, moving downward. I soon felt the top of the tight miniskirt. Pressing against the girl’s body, the hand moved sideways, feeling the curvaceous swell of the hips of. “According to your parents, the dancers here make up to$200 a night in tips. If you want to do this, I’llsupport you all I can, if you want to pass on it, then Iwill respect you wishes, as long as you watch and make ajudgment based on what you see, and not what you haveheard.”After watching three of the girls dance, I saw Tracyworking on the form, and she signed it. I looked at herand she smiled and said, “Okay, let’s give it a try.”“You are. During the chat itself, I found that he would be a perfect bottom for me. He was 25 in age, he told. He asked me to pick up him near his house, I went near to his home getting directed by the location he sent me through WhatsApp.On seeing him my nerves from the soles to top in the head felt a ticklish circular ring-like feeling. He was a girlish man with pinky complexion, 5.5 in height, with nipple peaking out of his t-shirt and was smelling good, I think he used a ladies perfume. But he was in. They are well disciplined, and organized. They are four.“Hope we don’t run over anything. Nobody’s on watch on the bridge. Laura and Phil are in a serious rut. On the floor.” Flor reports. She’s the last to arrive.“We’re on watch up here. And the floor is properly called the deck, dear.” Bebe corrects her mentally challenged, adored lovable and loving daughter.“Can I help it, if naturally, I happen to like the word floor better?” Flor defends her word use preference. Giggles.“Everybody on board.