This sight tempted me. I hesitated a bit but I ensured none was around. Then I just cupped her buttock in a flash and pinched it very hard.She immedia...ely turned and looked at me but I took my hand and literally ran away from there to my house. I opened the door of my flat, entered it and turned to close the door. I found she was still standing at her door looking at me. Her look did not convey any meaning to me. With a guilty feeling I gave her a foolish smile but she closed her door and went. Karen was sbocked, helpless and she whimpered pitifully and tried to turn and look at me with my fingers still inside her, roughly poking her shallow cunt until I jammed into her cervix. I smiled at her at then grabbed her hair and shoved her face into the bed. I tightened the belt again and listened to her struggle to breath for a second before whispering to her again. I told her calling for help counts as struggling, so now she won't breath for 30 seconds. Her struggling just got worse. Growing up i started seeing her as some kind of prize, an object of desire.They where good friends but he couldn't have her.When i was like 18 we talked quite open and he told me quite honest how much he liked her.When i was about 20 i just had my first little apartment and ran in to Otillia on the street, i told her about it and she said she'd like to see it, so i said yeah and took her home. When i showed her the terrace she looked down from the balcony to the garden below and i stood behind. I smiled warmly, disguising a deep sigh. I knew he was going to ask me to transform, but I was going to make him say it."Mel," Mel was the name he called me when he took me into his confidence. "I'm feeling ... lonely for ... the past. Could you..." This was hard for him. He was compelled to bring her back through me even as he knew what damage it did. It reminded me of the powerful cravings I had to smoke even though I knew it would slowly kill me. He paused hoping he had said enough..