I stayed at their table out of sheer stubbornness. Retreat wasn’t an option, so I endured it, though I felt deeply humiliated.They talked about lots...of things. Their jobs, the hotel, their families. But Rachel managed to totally avoid mentioning me or our upcoming wedding.“You’re such a wonderful woman, Rachel. I’m so glad that we’ve met here. And I can’t believe that you’re here all alone.”“Danny, I think you’re very attractive, too. And I’m glad that we have been snowed in. I believe we’ll. The feel of its warmth on one of his legs cracked across his brain like a whip. Find darkness, get to some fucking darkness.A nearby building, some old, decrepit multi-floor building that was abandoned, waiting to be renovated and fixed. The door wasn’t locked; most of the super old shit wasn’t, worthless as the property was. He leaned down to open it, one arm hooked behind Fiona’s shoulders, the other under her legs. With a little maneuvering, the two of them slipped into the darkness of the. I couldn't see what he was doing behind me. He lined the machine up. It started slow. It was big. It felt huge, obscenely huge. I felt it pulling on my lips. He trailed his fingers along my stomach. He increased the speed to something I was sure I wouldn't be able to handle for long. "We have a big fucking machine downstairs we are going to put you on soon. Think about that too while this stretches your little cunt. That machine downstairs is going to fuck you so hard you will pee all over. "You may not realize it, but your sister is, too. Matter of fact, all women are. We just have to keep that fact secret because that's what society expects." Yeah, Dad has talked to me about that," Josh let her know. "He said that women think about sex way more than us guys do. That's pretty hard to believe." Believe him, Sweetie. There is no better example than me. You haven't done any dating yet, have you?" Nah. Guess I'm just a chicken," he lamented."Well, I promise you that before the summer.