The thought of never having a family, or having an intimate relationship with another person made her sad and very lonely, and though her parents were...very understanding, they were of little help now that she was out on her own, and her phone conversations with them seemed to be getting even harder to handle. She desperately needed someone to talk to, a friend she could confide in, but alas, there was no one she could trust. There was a new girl in the office that had started work about a. The girls grabbed their clothes and made their way upstairs to the shower while the guys each threw on shorts and recollected their recent shared experience until the girls came back downstairs. Michelle looked at her phone, “It’s not even midnight, still early, still want to hang out? Or are you the ejaculate and evacuate type like the rest of your friends?” She added with a smile. “I’m down to chill” Kevin added, “You can even crash here if you want, my folks won’t be back for a few. I was never good at this and have flirted with girls who were dangerously young due to this faulty perception, but there was mistaking the emotions I was encountering at this moment. I was letting my imagination run wild and starting to get an erection. I sat in one of the folding chairs in the laundry room and opened a book I had brought along to pass the time, but resmed stealing glimpses over at the girl seated on top of one the washing machines. I became bold enough to now steal quick. Bilder, in denen gierige Hände ihre Bluse zerreißen, ihr die Jeans vom Leib reißen, sie brutal vergewaltigten. Und dann sehe ich plötzlich jede Menge Blut…Soll das bedeuten, dass ich umkehren und sie vergewaltigen werde? O.k., ich habe immer wieder mal in meinen Fantasien Frauen vergewaltigt, aber das waren nur Fantasien, nicht mehr. Trotzdem, der Gedanke, diese Polizistin zu vergewaltigen, erregt mich. Ich bremse langsam ab und wende den Wagen. Diese Polizistin zieht mich magisch an. Langsam.