. To suman boli dekh te hai kon kis ko kha ja ta hai..Jai se hi anjali kitchen me gayi me suman ko kiss kar ne laga hum dono ek doosre ke laga tar chu... rahe the it ne me anjali kichen se aayi aur boli yarrr kuch so sharam karo it ni bhi kya aag lagi hai, to suman boli tum ne kaha sharam rakkhi thi to mu rakkhu, it na kahekar wo dono hash ne lagi, phit me suman ko utha ke anjali ke room me le gaya, us ne andar jate hai apni t shirt aur jeans uthari di, wo bahot kayamat lag rahi thi, me lagatar. .She wished she'd never agreed to be his model for the art class. She wished, fast and hard, for time to turn back to just an hour ago. An hour before. An hour. That's all she wanted -- that one hour of her life back. She wanted.Her eyes opened wide -- terror, pure terror drained the blood from her face. She looked. She saw. But she couldn't believe. She didn't want to believe. Yet, she had to believe.PART 5"Elizabeth, I'm going to give you a choice. I realize that this is all new to you." Mr.. "We'll put brand new sheets and blankets on your bed. The police will look at them. You don't want them as a reminder of what happened." What happened?" I ask.I go to counseling and after a couple of months I have a breakthrough and I accept that I was raped. I sob and sob and sob but it's good to get the emotions out.I can't remember what the man looked like.I return to college when the spring semester starts.I do well in school. I'm pretty much back to my normal selfAt home I always lock my. What?" Pick me up and carry me to my bedroom, I can't walk too well in theseballet boots Bradley honey."Brad picked me up and carried me to my bedroom as I looked back at Jay,still kneeling on the floor. I stuck my tongue out at him and smiledwickedly. He figured I was going to cuckold him. Maybe so."Undress me Brad, not my stockings or boots but everything else."Brad was so excited he fumble fingered my buttons, but finallysucceeded in stripping me. I decided to use a dildo that had.