"I sat at the vanity and removed my pumps. I then placed my sandals on, amarvelous black sandal with a platform and a rear zipper that has a 6"heel. A... I stood back up, she smiled and said, "Perfect."She loved that my tights were dark enough. She asked me why I don'tshave. We talked for quite a bit, just relaxing. She then came over andopened her purse and asked if she could work on my make up. She took someof mine, some of hers and was working on my face away from the mirror.She stepped back. She was trembling, her eyes were closed, and she was rubbing her tits as if feeling them for the first time. Then she just sort of flopped down on me, putting her full weight on my chest, and I felt her cunt muscles relax, then slowly tense, and then relax again, over and over, as though she was milking my cock to get all the jism out. I felt it slip out of her, and then she gave a long, low laugh."God, that was good!" she said. "I needed that!" I'm sorry I couldn't last longer, Liz. I was. As I got to school, I started to wonder about last night, who I could go to with this problem. There were only two people I trusted with my life, one was my father, but I couldn’t talk to him about the situation last night, it would kill my parents’ marriage. The other one, was my baseball coach, he has been my baseball coach since I entered baseball when I was 8. As I was sitting in Math class, I was just thinking about what happen last night. I took out my phone, and I texted Coach. I told. But when we quitted thatplace our carriage was followed by the men who had watched FrIday theevening before. We were within the carriage when our guide was attackedand fell to the ground. Two of the three of them tried to enter thecarriage but we left it by the other side.I was concerned for Friday, but she seemed excited by the encounter. Itwas as if she had missed the blood and murder of her old life, and thatshe was of a mind to do such a deed on that very day. Sure enough whileI was.