"The thing I think about most is being pinned to his desk, beneath him, my arms held behind my back as he takes me by force. I try to resist but he's ...oo strong and eventually he makes me not want to resist at all."When I look up at Sylvia, her face is horrified and bright red with embarrassment and her jaw is on the floor. For a young woman who has always demonstrated a considerable poise and savoir faire, she's speechless, which is just the reaction I'd been hoping for. I cross the office to. I got to their big white and brick house and knocked on the door. She opened it and greeted me. Hey!!!! Weve already been drinking!!!! Help yourself!!!! There were about 10 people there and they were either sitting around and rolling joints, getting high, or dancing in the living room to really bad rap music. I grabbed a beer off the table and started talking to her. Nice place, I said. Thanks. We just rent it. Would you like a tour? Sure. I fucking hated tours but at this stage in my life, I. She told me that we were alone, and that was the rule.I apologized,and decided to ignore Michael and pay more attention to his sexy wife as agreed.I bent down and stared at the washing machine wondering how to escalate our fun. Cathriona suggested the problem may be actually under the sink and suggested I had a look there.I said ok and stuck my head inside a little press, under her sink.I was looking at her red painted nails on her sexy feet when she turned the tap on suddenly, soaking me. What. They had been friends foryears. Carmen was black, tall, long black hair and a body that wouldn'tquit. She was dressed in a short white pleated skirt, black pumps and awhite blouse that intensified her awesome looks. "You wanna help me?" Stephanie asked.Carmen rolled her eyes. "Feed your brother... Isn't he a little oldfor that?"Stephanie was grinning from ear to ear. Carmen looked at her. She knewsomething was up."Come on... you can help me... I know you'll have fun."Carmen was still shaking.