That’s all you could call it, “fucking.” He was hard and violent, with an appetite for sex like none of the others. He fucked me so ...ard it hurt. I wanted to cry out, but he knew what he was about, and even though it hurt, somehow the hurt was nice, not something to complain about. He was all over my body at once, moving like an eel. We came together, and I felt quite shaken up. My pussy was really sore after he’d finished with me. He bit my asshole and my lips, and he. Got her.“Hi, Marissa,” she said, walking up to the tall second-year. The other girl’s friends were nowhere to be seen today.“Oh! Wow, hey, Alaina!” Marissa White grinned down at her with the same easy smile her brother habitually wore.The resemblance is uncanny once you start looking for it. “I just had a quick—and maybe a little weird—question that I was hoping you could help me with. Not related to drama club or anything like that.”“Sure, no problem,” said Marissa. “Um,” she paused. “Is it. I look just about normal, brown skinned and normal height. There was nothing special about my life, same as everyone. Until one day I met this guy through one of the online dating sites. I was going through various profiles, and I found this one. A perfect profile with his pictures.A tall, fair guy with a gym built body, or in a nutshell, with looks that could kill. After seeing his profile, I left him a message with my pics, without any expectations of a reply, considering the difference. The only patrons at the bar were several guys. I picked a spot that gave me observation of the door and ordered a beer. As I sat there watching the door. 'Mmmm' I wondered was I being stood up as my watch told me it was 10 after the hour, had she gotten cold feet or had she spied me and found me undesirable.As I sat there drinking my beer Carolyn walked through the front door. There was instant recognition by both of us. Over a beer we talked and it was apparent that there was a mutual.