That would, even now, put her over the brink.After circling the ground floor level of the mall, Caroline climbed the stairs to the upper deck. She did...so slowly, actually stopping long enough for a male shopper to come up behind her before stepping off again. She hoped one would take an interest in the upward angle of view and care to look under her skirt.A couple of men passed her on the stairs as if she were merely an obstacle. The young blonde didn't care about them either. She knew it was. "I... I don't know... I've never..." Well, I think we're gonna find out, say tomorrow night." Please... I don't think I can..." What did you say cunt?" he asked, the threat menacing."I... whatever you want," she replied, all trace of hope and self respect gone.True to his word the following evening, Donnally again invited several male friends to the apartment to sample his "fuck doll" as he was now referring to Maria. And also true to his word, he invited two women, one of whom was transsexual. I wanted to stomp my feet. I wanted to roll around on the floor as my climax tore through my body. But I didn't. Really I couldn't. There was the usual girl chatter in the bathroom so I don't think anyone heard me, but I'm sure I had a guilty look on my face as I stepped out of the stall. Needless to say I did not send Peter an update.Friday night I was trying to get my mind "in the zone" for the morning meet, but I wasn't successful. Memories of my bathroom orgasm and the promise of what was. "You'll see," Delores admonished me. She dealt four cards. Tammy had a seven, Kimberly a queen, Stephanie an ace, and Delores dealt herself a deuce. "Okay now, let's see what you guys get." Stan dealt me a three, Ron an eight, Warren a queen, and Stan dealt himself a king. Kimberly and Warren had a match. Kim walked over to Warren and unbuttoned his shirt telling him to take it off. Now we all knew the rest of the rules. It was a new version of strip poker. No one objected. "Wait, that's not.