Five days later 7,000 readers. They seemed to be reading her story with great interest and yet her inbox remained empty and she remained totally unful...illed.It tortured her greatly but the next day it got worse, much worse.As she arose and walked slowly from her bedroom to her computer room she had given up all hope of ever communicating with any of the readers that she had so tried to please with her writing. The joy had long been lost for her. She now recognized that this is a one way. ."I couldn't bear to open my eyes and look at her. I had a hair trigger like The Rifleman and now I had missed the best, probably only, chance at impressing my ultra-hot next door neighbor."...fucking incredible!!"At this my eyes shot open. She was smiling up at me! Her hair was a little mussed with what looked like a cum track across the side, but she looked genuinely happy!"Really? You're not mad at me for...you know...cumming so quick?"She shook her curly locks quickly, "God no Mark! That. Let me start the story of my adventure. I was visiting Barabanki for some stationary and games materials. She was present in the same shop and having some little shopping, I guessed she was hunting for customers, So she became a call girl? I was shocked, she was gazing at the passing by people and doing sexy hints to them. Even she was doing filthy hints. I was shocked, and finally called her – Samia, How are you?She turned to me, smiling and replied ” What are you doing here smart boy, I am. She was not going to let him in; she tightened up her ass, not allowing him entry. This upset the attacker and he grabbed her by the hair yanking her head back hard with one hand and the over hit her ass with all his strength. She didn’t let up, so he hit her again and again until finally she couldn’t hold it anymore and he muscles relaxed. This was all he needed… Angie was in pain, but she was more worried, she was worried of him ripping her ass open. Her roommate knew someone that had it.