I feel his fingers slowly stroke my hair to my shoulder. I feel a bit of apprehension as his fingers touch my clothed shoulders and softly caress down...my arms till they reach my own fingers. Softly he takes my hands in my own and lifts them. Warm moist air covers my palms before his lips brush my finger tips. I feel him pulling me, and I concede, rising to stand before him, his lips still sending electric tingles through my hands as he kisses them. I feel a slight nibble on my hand, a playful. Ashley had to desperately breathe through her nose, her heart racing, lungs heaving as the rape seemed to go on and on… practically forever. She squeezed her eyes shut. Tears leaked out. She wanted to be strong, but she couldn’t help it. She knew her beloved boyfriend was probably seeing this – seeing her crying, helpless figure fucked to oblivion – and she imagined that he was in a world of despair and guilt of his own given how helpless he was to even comfort her, let alone rescue her. In the. My fingers pulled at the zip of the hoody that I had on and separated it, allowing the air through as my fingers flicked at the t-shirt underneath, exposing my skin to the cool air that surrounded me. I watched the light come through the curtains and fall onto my skin across my stomach, warming it. Goosebumps traveled across my skin as I my fingers did too, following them. I figured why not get to know a little closer to home before I tried to work through the heavy stuff to who I was? As I. It was pretty dark in there, but she nodded.He sat with his head down, silent for a moment.‘Kayla, I’m not sure how I feel. Part of me thinks it’s wrong—to be attracted to you—but another part of me—’ he scrubbed a hand over his brown hair, mussing it. ‘Another part of me, god. It just wants you.’She nodded, even though he wasn’t looking at her.‘So I want to try something,’ he said. ‘And after that, I can decide what I feel and what to do. Will you help me?’‘If I can,’ Kayla said. She didn’t.