God, she was wet. My digits were soaked and sticky within a second. Freydis’s brow furrowed, her mouth parted in grateful satisfaction, and she crie... her mournful euphoria with the gentle swelling of her chest. Her body was intensely reactive; her pelvis thrusting violently when I entered her, her hips shifting needfully with the subtle slide of my fingertips, her abdomen writhing as though trying to expel some great lust that sloshed in her belly. Her eyes were starting to glaze, their blue. Hathaway. ?Mmmmph??A pair of cold, hard eyes met her imploring gaze. The fingers around her neck tightened.?Walk down, or fall down.?Mewling into the tape, Brittany eyed the stairs and started down. Mr. Hathaway lingered in the doorway until the undersides of Brittany’s slippers scraped the concrete floor.She heard the door close, the lock slide into place, and a click. The basement went black. The footfalls of Mr. Hathaway’s boots on the stairs were thunderous.Tears welled up in Brittany’s. " She put a hand between her legs. I smiled to myself since she hadn't yet realized that he'd had to have had eagle x-ray eyes to see in through the window and past the barrier of her shorts for the knowledge he claimed to have.Just then our dinner arrived and we dug into the sausage and pepperoni masterpiece before us. The touch barrier having been broken she leaned toward me and gave me a quick peck on my jaw.I asked, "What was that for?"She grinned. "I just feel so much safer now and I. Christine say''I am worried and scared''I look in her eyes and say''Don't worry,is all over''She look at me very puzzled but i add''It is''.The following tuesday as Christine and Tim walk down the aisle as usual get intercepted by the gang,i am watching from 20 meters,with a big hat and a fake beard.The tallest guy push Tim around while the two girls manhandle Christine,then the guy rise his hand high aiming Tim face but before he can strike he get lifted from the ground and violentlythrown on.