Natürlich bemerkten es die umstehenden Kerle. Egal dachte sie, denn mit ihrer Geilheit spürte sie die Nässe in ihrer Fotze. Seine Hand drang tiefer...in sie ein. Mit der anderen öffnete er ihren Mantel sodass alle ihre Nacktheit und ihre kleinen Titten mit den hochaufgerichteten Nippeln sehen konnten. Bevor etwas passieren konnte kam der Bus. Er befahl ihr sich auf den letzten Sitz zu setzen und spreitze ihre Beine, sodass alle ihre rasierte, und bereits schleimige Fotze sehen konnten. Vor ihr. "You're crying, Katya, because you are new andraw and confused and in pain. You're crying because the friend youneeded was a complete cunt and just took what she wanted from this. I'msorry. I'm going to do better than that. Now, get out of the car." Iblinked at her, perplexed by the sudden change of topic. "You need toget home and there's no way you are fit to drive right now."I spent the rest of the drive curled up in the passenger seat, snivelingwetly and hating myself for it. Jenny tried. Really looked at her. She wasso sexy, happy, and finally complete. I knew I still loved her, so Iwanted her to be this way. I also looked at Charles. He was everythinga man should be, everything I wasn't. Then I looked at my image in themirror in the living room. It was the image of what I had alwaysdreamed of looking. But I had been afraid. Afraid of what others wouldsay, afraid that Amy would be turned off, and afraid that it was more afantasy for me than something I truly wanted. Now it was. She had been sitting in her favourite reading place on the window sill when something caught her eye, she looked up in time to see James emerging from the bathroom in nothing but a tiny towel covering his manhood, skin glistening from the shower. He looked even better wet and naked, thick biceps shining, his tight stomach muscles rippling as he walked and as if he knew she was watching turned to face his wall with his back to her, dropped his skimpy towel, scrapped back his wet hair and.