Lia heard a noise, but before she could turn, she was shoved into the stall, the scalding hot water, cascading down her naked body as she screamed in ...ain. Her attacker quickly grabbed Lia by her hair and forced her face upward into the burning hot stream. Lia gurgled as the water filled her screaming mouth. Unable to free herself, Lia pressed her feet up against the wall and kicked backward with all of her might, smashing her attacker against the wall. Her attacker now stunned, Lia took. I'd still feel guilty afterwards too. Some people think that resisting as much as a person can is enough and whatever else happens, you can still keep your pride. I knew that wasn't true and I opened my mouth and let Mark push his cock between my lips. I didn't do anything else, but that alone made me a fag and when the boy came after two or three minutes, he held my red face against his unzipped jeans while I swallowed painfully."He swallowed all of it!" Billy laughed. "What a fag!" I'm next!". Looking through the louvers I could see into the room. But, I could only look down. The most I could see was near the closet to the sitting arrangement. I took the suitcases off the shelf and placed them in a corner on the floor and I stood up on the suitcase rack. Now, looking through the louvers I could see the bed, balcony, chairs, everything except into the bathroom. I could even see the entry door. I was standing full height, I could lean on the wall and still look out, and I was looking. Neither spoke as he leaned forward too - it was then when she realized just how tall he was as he hunched over. "Sorry, I didn't mean to turn the lights off," He spoke in a low voice, a joking tone hanging on every word - she doubted he was sorry. His lips were so close to hers, his breath tickling her nose. Leela couldn't speak as the closeness of his body produced a coiling sexual tension inside her. His head tilted toward the floor and her eyes followed. To her horror her sketch pad had.