She reached down, and un buttoned her jeans. She unzipped them, and bent over, pulling them down. She wore a black thong, that matched the bra she thr...w on the ground. After kicking her pants to the side, she took a few steps back, and started to grind her ass onto my cock. She leaned her upper body back, and pressed her back against my chest.I reached around her, and placed a hand on each of her breast. I started to gently rub them, before pinching her nipples - that were already hard. I. Tifa nodded her acceptance, then hastily went to theindicated post. She picked up a motorized screwdriverfrom the small worktable in front of her, then fastenedscrews into the case holes of the VCR that rolled infront of her and stopped. Tifa barely got all the screws in place before the VCRrolled away to her left to be replaced by anotherunsealed unit. The beautiful young elf girl screwed thesecond case into place, slowly learning a style thatallowed her to move smoothly from one unit to the. He was right to get away from her. If he didn’t, she might have destroyed his life. I gently touched Jordan’s shoulder, and told him that I understood. I too had been in a relationship with an abusive woman. People like us, male victims of interpersonal relationship abuse, weren’t as uncommon as most people might think. I promised Jordan that my door would always be open for him. Anytime. I would be there for him no matter what. I gave him my email and cell phone number. He could contact me. She wasn?t thirsty so maybe it was only hours; she tried to relax maybe someone would release her soon. She suddenly noticed a sore spot on the front of one thigh but in the total darkness there were no way to tell what it was. Had she struggled and got hurt somehow? A million thoughts raced through her mind as the hours dragged by but nothing made sense. Was she being held for ransom? Her adopted parents had been killed in a traffic accident two years before. Their estate had been.