My tits were bright red plus I had some strip across them like I had been hit with something and the triangle that normally covers my crotch, was just...as red as my tits. “Fuck, it was real”.I found some Aloe and began to rub it all over my body, but could hardly touch myself I was so sore and raw. How could this have happened to me? Did I let it or did I want it? Could I have stopped it and what about Brad? All these thoughts were going through my head as I took a quick shower, mainly to try. He said it, again, ‘Gabriella.’ ‘Oh, Michael, Michael, my darling,’ she said in response. He swooned at the sound of his name coming from her voice and her lips followed with my darling emphasizing his place in her heart and in her mind. ‘Tonight, you come to my house,’ she whispered her sweet breath that tickled his ear with promises of things to come. ‘I’ll cook you dinner…we’ll have wine…’ she paused, ‘we’ll make love.’ She pulled away from him, folded a piece of paper, and placed it in his. This car had been black and was in need of a paint job. The blond sitting next to him was equally flashy. Darien was almost exactly as Shirley had described, except he was a little bigger than I pictured. His hair was 'slicked back' and he had a surly grin that made his lips turn up at the corners. At first the blond sitting in the passenger's seat distracted me. Aside from having much lighter hair, she was a near duplicate of Shirley."Charlie gasped, like he was sympathizing with me."The roar. I asked and I was told, "You'll just have to wait to know." The rest of her outfit was just as extreme very heavy smoky eyeshadow, extended black eyeliner on the top and bottom with extreme false eyelashes. She wore full shoulder length, leather, fingerless gloves with numerous bracelets on each wrist., and six gold hoop earrings from small to large. Her long gloves were accentuated with rings on each finger and thumb as well as four additional rings two on each hand between the first and.