But right now he was passed out drunk, watching a porn video. I took off my heels and went into the room quietly. On screen was a close-up of a rather...thick dick sliding in and out of a rather hairy vagina doggie style. It looked to me that the camera was being held by the guy, pointing down at their joining sexes. I guessed it was some kind of amateur video, or home made video. Whatever it was it was making me tingle between my legs as I watched. Thats when I recognized the mans voice – it was. She knows what I said is true and I can tell she just wants to get out of the situation entirely by acting like we didn’t just have the conversation we had. I grab her by her hair and push her into the adjoining bedroom. She says “Let me go!!! I don’t care what you’ll say to Miranda or Phil! You better let me go!! Now!!”“Here’s the other thing Mary. You asked what kind of guy I was, well, I am not the same man I used to be. I am now the kind of guy who is going to get what he wants. If you want. I can't try it again.She took a shower. She looked at her naked body in the mirror while towelling off. She had put it through a lot since Jonelle. Only today was her ass feeling normal again, after Rob's ferocious rape. But it still looked pretty good. If she saw it, Laura thought, she'd be tempted. Wouldn't she? Wouldn't she want to... touch me?She stood by the phone again, in her bathrobe, staring at it. Should I? How can I not?She picked it up and dialed the second number. A little boy. “Pink is my favourite colour, is it satin?”“Thanks, yes it is.” said Nicole. Michelle then did a physical exam of Nicole’s shoulder and had her move her arm around quite a bit in various directions during which Michelle noticed Nicole staring at her reflection in the mirror. Michelle gently pressed her fingers in the area of Nicole’s collar bone asking her if the pain had radiated out from the shoulder then kept pressing her fingers into the fleshy part at the top of her breast. Nicole was.