Brand's security people came in to inform them why they were there, hecould just hold her tighter.***Melissa Harkins got out of the cab and walked ups...airs to her apartmentto find two men in dark suits standing in front of her apartment door.Both men had guns in holsters, looking very much like Secret Serviceagents, right down to the dark sunglasses and earpieces.One of them, with his monotone voice, said, "Mrs. Melissa Harkins?We're with Brand Security, ordered to keep you safe."Melissa didn't. However, this made me fear of the dreaded female rebound that I had heard of. By then she had reached 4' 8", and she had a good B Cup on her chest.So what did I do? I befriended her. We soon became good friends and started to share our secrets. By this time she and I were in the 8th grade, about half way through. We had all the same classes, and felt good that I had made friends with the hottest girls of the school. This relationship continued for quite some time and though I hadn't made any. When the shower door opened, she turned with a startled squeak of alarm. Nick stood with one arm propped high on the glass. The heat in his eyes seared her as he slowly appraised her naked form. When his gaze finally met hers, he grinned devilishly and raised one dark brow. ‘Need any help?’ he asked. In answer, Jess grasped his hand and pulled him into the shower. Their lips fused, and he leaned into her, pressing her back against the tiled wall. When he finally drew back, they were both. I came again. Then shortly after another text. "Mohi has got a proper camera, we are going to film the rest of the afternoon so that you can see everything they do to me. The next time you hear from me I'll be back home. I'm not going to shower, just go straight to bed, I'll be knackered, but I want your tongue to clean me up. Yes everywhere. My bum and pussy will have at least two more loads inside them. Just for you!" It was three thirty in the afternoon, how long was she going to be? Rather.