Damn I thought and then she said ìI love you and I am so glad you took meî a nice word for rape ìand the sex with you ( when Marj ...as getting raped by Jason) was so much hotter; fuck our cousin she does not have a brother to loveî.Karen telephoned Bridget and I overheard her say come to the house. I listened as they talked and I thought K wants me to rape Bridget. I did not understand why. Karen had some crazy ideaís she had even talked about us running away and. . suchavenous zest! He assisted my hand, in fact, he pre-vented my hand from making his instrument driveinward with fierce, cunt-ripping force. With the skillof a master he slowing, gently and almost painlesslydrove his big Bertha home.As it tunnelled its way in and in . . . God, the plea-sure was great!I now realize how much I could have spoiled mypleasure had I been allowed to do my will, that is,rush his in with brutal force.Only the women who has been fucked by masterscrewers are able to. When he left for college, we grew apart and kept minimal contact – even when he had long breaks. Though school ended for him in May, this was the first time we were hanging out all summer. I took the bowl back and lit up, avoiding his tantalizing question. This time I exhaled my smoke upwards. Feeling the high settle in, I lay back on my bed, resting my head on a pillow behind me. We talked. We caught up. We laughed – a lot. He made his way across the sea of blankets and lay down next to me.. “Sorry, I don’t drink too often, and I seem to be feeling a bit silly.” She apologized.“There’s no need to apologize. You’re fun to be with, Mandy. I’ve enjoyed every minute of your company. I’ll see that you get home safely.” I promised.I paid the check and left a tip as we prepared to go. Mandy took my arm as we stood to leave. She stayed on my arm out the door and to my car. “Thank you for dinner.” She said. Mandy then gave me a sweet little peck on my cheek.I told her, “Thanks are not.