I looked at him with sad eyes like I just wanted to cry. ‘It’ll be alright,’ he replied. I just shook my head. As if on cue we both started walk...ng. We were both getting soaked so appearance and first impression just blew out the window. I didn’t give a fuck anyway by now. I just wanted to get home. I was freezing and miserable. We made it to the next bus stop so we can sit down but I was too cold and soaked to plop down, especially on that bench. He sat down. Me? I was busy pacing back and. Amelia was a bi-sexual, roughly 5ft 7, average weight, 12DD breasts, with fair skin, soft white-blonde hair- almost waist length and deep blue eyes. She had her tongue, top lip pierced and a rose chest piece tattoo. Amelia could be stereotyped as a ‘scene’ girl; she was a real ‘girly girl’, but had her ‘punk’ side too. Amelia walked into her bathroom, leaving the door opened as she wriggled her way out of her pink laced panties. She noticed someone was watching her from the corner of her eyes. I was terrified and hid in my room like a pussy. I locked my bedroom door. He eventually left after going through her bedroom. After I knew he was gone, waiting in my room like a little bitch for nearly twenty minutes before I went downstairs to check on my roommate. She said she was fine and that he wont be back again. So, that was my third night in my new place. I couldn't imagine why she'd put up with a guy like that or not call the cops!She said he will never be here again. Two days later I. “Now lay down so your head and some of your shoulders are off the table. Sandrine looked uncertain, like she couldn’t figure out what Danielle was up to. Danielle saw the look. “For the last four we’re going to see how you like getting your mouth fucked upside down. Sound like fun? Maybe that will get you to control that yap of yours. When it doesn’t have a cock in it, that is.” Sandrine shifted farther up the table, and Danielle brought the coil of rope and the tool. She measured out a long.