So he kept trying to resolve things, and she kept telling him that it just wasn’t possible. ‘I know that you could never understand, so I will not...tell you the details, Kerry. But I am one who is not free and can never be. Please, do not ask or try to press me or I will have to leave you. Let us enjoy what we have until it is gone.’ He tried. He tried and failed, not being able to live that way. She left him three times. He thought that he’d upset her over something that she wouldn’t change.. They used the excuse that this had been an attempted kidnapping.What the local police had uncovered was Janey's rape had been just one part a larger contest for money. The prize was several thousands of dollars, but with the money these kids had, that was secondary. Winning, at any price, was number one. Apparently, all the male athletes in the school - the jocks - put $100 a piece into a pot at the beginning of each school year. It was not an option. No one was forced to participate in the. .. pride? Piers' phone went off, giving me a minor coronary. "Sorry boys one sec." He walked to the back of the room to talk while I hunched over wishing I could sink through the floor all the way to Australia. "Please, sit" said Morgan, beckoning me to take a seat next to him. "Err... yeah, thanks," I mumbled distractedly. Piers couldn't have seen the video yet, or otherwise I had the sneaking suspicion I'd be in several pieces floating down some sewer system. But why hadn't he seen them? I. His hands traveled over my flat tummy and he kissed his way down. He parted my legs and started to rub the swollen lips of my cunt. I began to moan with pleasure with each touch.I could feel his hard-on rubbing against me. The more he rubbed my cunt the more excited I became. Before I knew it, he was between my legs with his hard cock in his hand, aiming it at my very excited opening. At first he had trouble getting into the hole. I kind of giggled a bit because, at the age of eighteen, it was.