But no other action would end the nightmare.As she walked through the fog of her own mind, she expected that at any minute there would be a cry of sho...k. Someone would run over to her, preferably another woman. There would be calls of ?Call 911?. People would ask in genuine concern, ?What happened? Who did this?? She would soon be given privacy, in a back office maybe. The police would show up. She could get through it with minimal invasiveness. She walked ever closer to the building. No one. ?Um, Devin,where?s your dad?? she asked. ?He is out oftown on business, some kind of urgent situation in Chicago, whatever.? Devin replied, knowing in hismind that his lies were genius and a real fun weekend lay ahead. Ashley sat downon a beanbag chair in the midst of the room filled of older teen boys. Dan saton a recliner, Mike and Kevin on the couch, and Devin on the matching bean bagchair beside her. As she sat back and sank into the chair, Mike and Kevinnoticed that they could see up her. I then proceeded to pull down his plaid boxers and got down on my knees. That's when I saw it his flaccid dick was small maybe 3 inches I looked at it then up at him and began to jerk his dick up and down. When it began to get hard I had the courage to begin sucking it. It was everything I had imagined his dick was so warm and silky smooth and I was in love with it. I had sucked his dick for a couple of minutes going up and down, licking and sucking his head, and also sucking his balls which I. . when I came to ... God. It was brutal.”“On a scale of one to 10, one low, where would you put it?” Sondra asked.“Eight ... maybe nine,” I answered. “I couldn’t breathe.”Sondra gave a sad smile.“I’m really sorry,” she said. “Where is it now on that scale?”“Three or four,” I said. “It hurts. I mean, it hurts more than it did last week. It hurts more than the first time. But it’s a lot less than when I woke up. A lot less!”“Good,” Sondra said. “If it starts to be unmanageable, you remember the.