.. c ... ca ... cause I'd want to hurt people if it didn't make me sick to do it. Look at me now," Randi wept, "I wanted to hurt you. I could feel the...arousal starting. Then my stomach turned inside out. I'm glad it did. I know you were trying to ease the burden on everyone else by seeing if I could spank you. Knowing that I still feel that way about hurting someone as precious as you is good. Or rather that I'm forced to be sick if I think about hurting you is good."I kissed Randi then. A soft. His carriage exuded confidence, mirth, and a genuine zeal for life. When he came near to me he brazenly looked me up and down and smiled with delight. Somehow it was as if he saw into my soul and loved what he had discovered. I’ve heard the term “eye fucking” before; that’s what he did. He seduced me with his glance and I felt it. Despite my initial impression that he was arrogant and a showoff, I became mesmerized by his style.I forgot all about showing off my body to random strangers and. .."The intuder is a girl, the sound of her voice strangely familiar, as you eyes start to focus on her figure, framed by the dim light coming from outside, your body frozen in panic."Shuush Liam, you'll wake the neigh-BUUORP-ors" she belches, leaning close to you with a finger on her lips.You take a look at her face, messy auburn hair crowning an olive skinned smirking visage, cat-like green eyes wink at you.You know her! It's Esmeralda, you attend a bunch of classes together at the community. God, he's going to think I live in a brothel, she thought miserably. "Look, Dom." She took his arm and tugged him toward the door, "I'm really sorry about this. I had no idea. You should go. It was nice of you to get me home but . . . ." She gestured toward Cherie and the men, praying no one else was hiding in the kitchen. "But?" he prompted. He couldn't help but be amused at the whole situation. "But I'm incredibly embarrassed and you don’t want to stay here," she said in a rush. "You don't.