Alessandra only has an eye for how ugly she is. Second sign of the time in life she is in, is being extremely self-critical at times. Seen by others, ... simple lack of self-confidence. Which is very common.Alessandra bans mirrors from her bedroom, as she barely survives a long look at her looks in the big bathroom mirror. The top-down verdict: slightly squint eyes, above a nose which is clearly too thick, just like her thighs. While her tiny tight titties lack the proper size. Alineated from her. But then she remembers other things about her rapist. How he was covered in a thin film of oil over a furry pelt, the mane around his head, and his face- oh my god! That's not a human face! Her pussy was dripping from the pleasure but her mind suddenly snaps to an image of fear. What the fuck was it that raped her?Finally getting back to her car, she tries to get her seatbelt on to get to a hospital when there's an unexpected obsticle. She looks down, and terror fills her mind. What? When did. "Please kneel on the carpet, Belinda, and we'll take a measurement."How was this going to work?! If I kneel down one leg at a time the dress rides up and flashes my panties-less pussy. I paused for a moment, thinking. Carefully, I bent both knees at once – lowering myself slowly and keeping my hips straight to stop the cursed dress riding up. I got about half way down before the strain of the awkward position broke and I plopped forward onto my knees, hips in and back straight like a gymnast. "And a bonus. We can't make this a regular weekend thing, but we can afford it," he said as their lips parted."Oh, I hate asking for this much time off on short notice, but I guess I'll survive," she said as she looked at the paperwork again."About that..."Tessa grabbed the paper from him almost as soon as he pulled it out of his pocket. The message from her boss was simple. "Enjoy your vacation." How long have you been planning this?" she asked as she fanned out all the papers in her hand."Not.