”“I’m sorry.”“Fucking sucks.”“Does it hurt?”“Yeah, not real bad but it sucks. And I’m horny. It’s not fair hurting and being hor...y and I can’t do anything about either.”“We can fuck you know.”She lifted her head to look at me.“What do you mean?”“My penis will still successfully insert into the vagina,” I said like I was stating something painfully obvious, which it was.“Ewwwwww!” I tried not to laugh but her disdain was clear.“Do you bleed a lot?”“No, just a bit. It’s just starting.”“So, it’s. He thought his shoulder was dislocated and he remembered twisting his knee during the attack. But everything moved better than normal. Walking faster and faster, Gabe thought he might be up for running the rest of the way home. It was only a few minutes away. Picking up speed, Gabe flew down the street. As he approached his quiet house, Gabe hopped over the fence, landing in the backyard. He stopped and looked back. He had done that one handed, and with ease. It was a six foot wood fence. That. "Oh my God, he only needs to turn the handle," the thought ran through my mind. Rob had indeed made a point of telling me that he was leaving the door unlocked."Yvonne ...... are you there?" I heard him softly call through the door. He remembered my name from when Rob called me out earlier. Oh God, what should I do, should I call back or remain silent.I chose the latter. Rob later on told me that he'd only just come back from parking the car in the street, when he saw the guy already cautiously. 'Her worries were unfounded as the Emir had never really enjoyed unwilling women in his bed. A concubine who was eager to please, or 'raping' a woman who pretended to fight him was exciting, but a frigid woman who just lay there and let him was not his cup of tea."Ah, Fatima," he said."Oh, Master. What a surprise," she said, sarcastically, "Have you come to have me whipped? Or is there something else? Don't tell me I am to have the privilege of being your fuck toy tonight?" Tut, tut," said the.