‘What? You don’t wanna touch me?’ ‘My dear, I’d rather kill you slowly.’ Everyone laughed at that. Crais was a funny guy. Even with a gun ...o his head. Though, the laughter stopped when Crais barreled forward, slamming headfirst into a wall. The girl was strong. ‘YOU DON’T WANT TO TOUCH ME!?’ She screamed. Crais rolled over, arching a brow at her, the white blood that flowed from the back of his head that reminded Eddie of hair conditioner didn’t seem to deter his wit any. ‘No. I’ve got enough. Taking a knife i cut off her clothes, leaving her lying there face down in her undies. Looking at them i was surprised. She was wearing white lacy knickers and bra, obviously expensive."You wanted this you slut, didn't you" i whispered menacingly into her ear as my hand whipped down her panties. Looking round the kitchen i spotted some olive oil. Pouring it over arse and my cock i leaned down to her ear again. "Your my slut now, so im gonna fuck you. You will fuck anyone or anything i tell you. And Ashley was leaving on Thursday won’t be back until very late on Sunday evening. Everything was falling into place and both of us were excited at possibly of finally the two of us becoming lovers. Something the two of us have been dreaming of since the first day we met at camp all those year ago.All I need for this work perfectly was to be off from work that weekend and Nena being will to drive down from Stanton to my house in Roanoke. We could spend the whole weekend together living out our. I was upfront and told her she had gorgeous lips. She thanked me, and then when I asked what she was up to… Christine stopped messaging. That’s Literotica for you. Sometimes people will message back and other times they won’t. It didn’t bother me much because I’ve been on Lit long enough to know better. As long as I wasn’t those freaks who take things to heart or spam messages until they get blocked, I knew everything was cool. It had been about a week, since our brief conversation and I was.