Rape and domination were not enough. The encounter had to be a final one for the victim. Until now his only failure had been the black bitch, who turn...d out to have skills sufficient for her to escape and leave him with worrisome bruises and sores.No matter. Tonight, if he didn’t freeze to death first, he’d have her and complete his private little ceremony with her, and fade off into the dark night. They’d find her later but there would be absolutely nothing to connect the two of them. He put. His cock grew hard in his pants and cum oozed... He was certain that this brown, plain girl had a huge slut lurking under the surface. All girls of that sort did. The hot chicks, the beauties, they were not good material for his particular uses. Their very beauty usually kept them from focusing on anything other than their own reflection in a mirror. The plain ones, the overweight ones, the flat chested ones with little titties, he had found that they were more likely to be freaks in bed.. Mary asked why. "Jane's in trouble," they said, but gave no more information. But when Jane came into the clubroom, her face was shining; her grin spread from ear to ear."What's up?" Mary asked."I just got back from the principal's office and I feel great." What the hell does that mean? Tell us about it." The girls gathered around.Jane looked at Mary. "At lunch today, I was just sitting there with Ginny, eating, you know? And this guy, John Forester, came over and started to goof on me,. Took them this afternoon on Sparkle Beach."She walked by me into the living room, and I followed her, catching a faint whiff of her musky perfume. She went over to the pictures drying on the darkroom wall and studied them carefully for a few minutes without comment, her hands on her hips. I fondled myself discreetly through my shorts as I watched her."She's beautiful," she said finally, in her precise, faintly- accented English. "Very nice breasts. They are real. But she is just sunbathing,.