.." We?" Beth asked with her eyebrows raised. "What do you mean, we? It's basically yours, but you don't mind, or...?" Oh no!" Good."With that she tur...ed to the computer and started to reach for the switch which sat on the keyboard and suddenly I got it. She was to use the computer! Not me! Or my... well cock! I had to giggle a little when I found out that I had been had."Oh, smart are we?" Beth said as she again turned facing me as she sat down on the edge of the desk. "What did you think...". She had aged well, still holding onto a premiere figure from all those morning jogs around the suburban neighborhood. Her hair was a curly dark brown that she'd only straighten for special occasions. Her skin was a glowing light olive color with a few well-placed birth marks sc.attered about. Despite being 48, her face didn't look a day older than 35 when she grinned, with dimples framing deep pink lips and an absolutely radiant white smile. Her brown eyes were always warm and inviting,. After a moment he rolled off of her, and stared at the ceiling. He barely paid attention as Trey rolled the girl over and lubed her asshole. She was crying still, but Trey was forcing her face into the mattress and her screams were muffled. ***It was past midnight when the door was unlocked. Sveta’s bed was empty, Brandy still had no inkling of the Russian girl’s fate. Three days had passed since Andre and Trey had beaten her, and when she was brought back to the room another girl had been. I hadseen some of the outfits that the girls are supposed to wear. That wasgoing to be me? And who is this Steven? There was nobody at my school bythat name. And if any of the boys from my school had been found out to bedoing ballroom dancing, they'd have got the shit kicked out of them."Just put it out of your mind for now Beth," I told myself. "Just takethis girl thing one step at a time," (no pun intended).I had my bath (my goodness, that was relaxing) and went back to mybedroom to dry and.