" I would not have came to London if I did not know I could get you twotogether. There is no way I would have told Mike to get me someprosecco. I got ...t to share with you and talk. I am a West Country girl.I much rather be the village pub drinking scrumpy or cider then in adisco." I still don't understand why you did not just talk to Mike then. Youdid not need to use deceit." I didn't use deceit, I always dance like that with Mike. We are veryclose and I feel safe around him. I did not think. This criminal could very well rape her then and there and she wouldn't be able to even fight him off. That thought above all else terrified her more than the knife did and her brain started to pull in on itself as a defense. That's not what she needed in that moment though. She needed the ability to move, to scream out for help. It was impossible with him touching her though. 'I probably shouldn't do it here, should I? Maybe once I take out from the palace and find a quiet place,' the man mused. Then Heather started to pee. A dark stain erupted across her panties and a stream of piss began to run through her panties and splattered on the cement floor. My cock began to throb. Heather rubbed herself faster now and moaned a little. She put her hand down inside her panties and continued to press against her clit as the stream of hot urine gathered in force and poured from her body. My legs felt weak, I was so turned on. The piss stream slowly sputtered to a trickle and then ended. A. It was when I felt the flexibility of her trainers that I changed my plans maybe there was another way to chastise her."Right," I ordered, "You can bend over that rack, or," I paused, "I'll bloody drag you over it by your hair." Don't be stupid," she replied but she was wavering, fearful now."Me stupid, I must be," I stared at her, contempt still burned in her piercing blue eyes, her beauty a weapon she used with ruthless efficiency so I hit her, smack in the nose, it split, it crunched and.