"Aren't you going to say anything?" she said."What are you doing here?" I really did try to come up with something better than that but I had nothing....Why do you keep asking me that? I came home to find you?" she said."What made you think I would be here?" For some reason, I wanted to play games with Erica; I decided not to answer her questions, at least not right away. I didn't really even have a plan. I was just going to be uncooperative."After you called me, I waited fifteen minutes and,. Il m'attendait de pied ferme affalé sur un banc public. Il s'est levé et, sans bonjour, il m'a dit :« Suis-moi salope! »J'étais comme hypnotisée. Nous sommes entrés dans un immeuble et à peine entrée dans l'appartement, il a exigé :« A poil pétasse! »J'ai sursauté et au lieux de m'enfuir, honteuse, je me suis mise nue devant ce jeune inconnu. Sans dire mot, il a tourné autour de moi en me mattant. Puis il m’a fait m’installer sur ses genoux à plat ventre et là, il a commencé à me donner une. There was no longer any comfort that she would heal in a few hours.The maitre-de left James's table, but quickly returned carrying a box containing the instruments of Becca's forthcoming torture. He held the container and offered the contents for James's approval. In the manner of a bottle of wine being tasted by a customer, James lifted each implement and examined it before Becca's gaze, and he enjoyed the moment as a cat plays with a mouse.Summoning two waiters to James's table the maitre-de. Believe me, we would be r****g you guys left right and center! It takes a man a few weeks to become a serial r****t, a woman could become one in a few hours!I would be r****g every single hot guy I saw! I'd never have time for anything else! I'd love to chase them, catch them, pin them down, rip off their clothes and fuck them so hard it makes them cry. The whole time I'd be telling them what a "dirty little slut", "nasty fucking whore" and a "filthy bitch" they are, and all the other things.