“well I think, you’re quite afraid that you will end up falling for me again if I kiss you.” I again tried to manipulate things (knowing I’m t...o bad at it). “ Not at all and yeah don’t talk so childish Kabir, there’s no chance I’m going to let you kiss me.”Saying this turned her head back again to leave but this time I rushed towards her to grab her wrist to push her hard towards the terrace wall in order to force myself on her. I was constantly looking in her eyes, meanwhile I parted her hands. Then each girl reached her inner arm around Summer's waist for support and balance. "Let us do the work for you this time, Summer," said Vantha. We know how to do this sort of thing, and we've had lots of practice at it." "Not to mention it's the least that she could do for you, rather than go for another ride on that bucking bronco that you've got between your legs," added Rayleena. "All right already," muttered Vantha. "Giving Summer a cock worked out fine, just like I thought it. In the truck, headed home, she was smiling."You're happy, my little one?" Yes I am, sweetie," she said. "I was just kinda goin' over the last six months." She rubbed her cheek on my shoulder. "Last summer, if somebody would've told me that I'd be the mascot of this project I would've thought they were crazy. Or that I'd be flyin' around visiting friends and goin' to concerts." Her hands gripped my bicep. "Or that I'd be MARRIED!" It has been a surprising ride, little one," I said. "I can't. That had worked with Joseph and the gun store; it might work with Frank. He'd be too busy keeping her investment alive and out of the red, moneywise, to hunt her down, again.But she knew she was going to miss that bar and all that wonderful, brutal fucking she got every week. For the past few years, ever since she was inspired to create a real, live Fuck Club, that was the only way she could satisfy her desires and her desperate need to be brutalized. But now that she had Jake, she didn't need.