00 pm ho gaya kafi thund ho gai maine bhi sal nikali aur orh li. Phir maine apna sir front ki seat per rakha jaise mai sho raha ho aur apna right leg ...o uske leg se touch kar raha tha ko bilkul ahista ahista rub karne luga mujhe bara maja aa raha tha phir kutch der bad mai hila aur apna pura seg uske leg se satadiya mujhme garmi aane lugi phir mai sidha baith gaya aur apni kohni aur leg dono se rub karne luga dhire dhire mujhe luga usko is baat ki koi khabar nahi hai jo mai kar raha ho. First sound reminiscent of job in Calows, caught teenagers in backseat of blue ’93 Grand Prix. Saw motion. Heard squeal. Was in hurry, wasn’t thinking. Stared from treeline long enough for attacker to see. Smile. Terror. All motion stops for moment. Horrified look on face. Bound out of treeline. Broke driver’s side window with left hand, broke ‘attacker’s’ jaw, nose, cheekbone with right. Girl screamed. Half-dressed. Horrified look on face. Saw condom wrapper. Girl in nice dress–not whore. Before he had time to decide, Scarlet lay back down on him, rubbing her torso on his shirt, before sniffing at him again, even his pits briefly, before kissing him once more on the lips, her tongue darting inside. It was as she was kissing him again, staring into his eyes, that he saw it. Her eyes looked as if they were almost glowing - but it wasn't that - they were reflecting the light from outside. He was sure Emma's eyes had never done that. Had they? Scarlet was rocking her hips on. The outside was dark though but still one couldn’t take chances. I managed to stop him as he was preparing to undress me. ‘Let’s go up,’ I said. ‘Are you sure?’ he asked. ‘More than ever,’ I said. I was in no point to turn back. I wanted to do this and do this badly. When we came down from the car I realized that he had already untied the front of my dress letting my breasts throw up. I covered them with my hands not giving Kent any view of them. We staggered to the lift walking a bit fast..