Two of the women grabbed Stellas arms and forced her to a kneeling position while the third pulled her head back by her hair. Stella forced her eyes s...ut but felt the big hot hand on her face, squeezing while he whispered Look at me&hellip, Stella looked up, and with the light cascading over his shoulders she could not see his face. He turned into the light and forced Stellas face to watch him. Stella gasped and shut her eyes again. The last thing that went through her mind as he backhanded. I have very thick prominent nipples anyway, even wearing a leather top they poke through.I am fair complexioned and my natural hair color is an ash blond, but sometimes it is pink, sometimes black, and often combinations of the three. My eyes are light-colored and sparkle with mischief, my mouth is somewhat narrow but with very full lips. I am kind of a goth chick, my makeup is dark, smokey eyes but I select my lip gloss to match the color of my nipples and my labia. I am told that a light. It was obvious that they had been talking about her. Jerome smiled at her and then apologised. “I’m sorry,” he told her. “I didn’t realize that you two were not dating. I thought that you were an item.” She laughed. “I’m married,” she told him. “This was just a lunch engagement.” Jerome laughed. “I think Karl was hoping that you would be on the menu!” They all laughed. Claire looked at Jerome. She was warming to him. He had a gentlemanly charm about him as well as a good sense of humour.. ”“Not really,” he said.“What do you mean?”“You were passed out, you smelled bad, and I was upset,” he said. “It’s kind of hard to be horny when those are the circumstances.”“Oh.” He had burst her bubble. She’d been pretending that he’d stood over her, wanting her, but just been too much of a gentleman to take advantage of her. Her dejection must have been communicated in her voice, because he spoke.“Don’t get me wrong,” he said. “You’re a beautiful young woman. I noticed that. If it had been.