” I felt something strange in her words. Then, as usual, we just went together and came back together. Every day she messaged me during office hours...She didn’t reply to any of my messages while she was at home. Every Saturday and Sunday I was waiting for her message. I would get a reply only on Monday morning. This happened for some days. One Sunday I was laying on the bed with Sharu after fucking her. I got a message. I thought who it was and opened it.To my astonishment it was Impana. She had. The dinner was held on Friday night instead of Saturday to give us some extra time to relax and prepare for the wedding.The hors d'oeuvres and cocktails did give everyone the opportunity to mix and meet. Jeff's family went out of their way to try to establish some rapport with mine with not much success. It was as if my family knew they were better and didn't need to be bothered to get to know anybody else.There were some exceptions, but it was like being back in high school with everybody. I heard how he unzipped his pants , dropping them down . He placed his already hard cock against my pussy and slowly slid it inside , still wet from the previous sexual harassment . He started moaning , moving in and out as he grabbed my hips to pull his cock deeper inside me . This fucking asshole wasn't gonna get away with this that easy and I slowly started to scratch his hood with the rings on my finger while he didn't notice it . He kept on fucking my pussy , pulling hard on my hips . He. I think it was because of the mark. I have a slow growing birthmark on my face. It was not there when I was born, I have seen the pictures but at about six or seven years if age it shows up, small at first and then the discoloration got larger. It is not that it is ugly, well it is to me, but it just bothers the hell out of me. People stare at it and that pisses me off.I remember the first thing I did that I can call being mean, I killed a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest. I did not.