Either way his evil side would show. It was usually easier to show the Hyde side to a stranger. One you would most likely never see again. Yes I was w...rking my way inside the mind of my serial rapist. I shook my head to clear my mind."So John the Realtor, do you plan to do that again?" I asked meaning the kiss. I asked it as I took the drink from him. The liquor was his date rape drug. It wasn't meant to disable me, just help him to convince me to comply. It was all a matter of degrees, I. She is wet. I turn my head to the side and I have her move forward on my body and pin my head with her ankles. She then slowly lowers her cunt to my face. Mmmmmm. I’m still playing the victim and say ‘Nooo!’ as she plops her cunt over my mouth. She is very wet. I have her run her cunt over my nose soaking it. I have her rub with a longer stroke so that my nose starts in her pubic hair, is dragged through her cunt and ends up sticking in her asshole. I can’t wait any more. I need to have my cunt. My body broke out in a cold sweat and I was fighting to keep from going unconscious. I could feel Jake squeezing my cheeks together and forcing the bottle in my mouth, but I couldn’t do much about it. “Are you refusing our hospitality?” he asked as he forced the piss down my throat. I tried to move my head to keep from drinking but someone grabbed my hair from behind and held it in place. I tried to spit it out but they forced me to swallow about half the bottle. I was still in excruciating. Early shifts suck. She lay there for a little while longer, contemplating calling in sick. But, she was up for the position of manager; she didn't want to screw that up. So, grudgingly, she threw the covers off of herself and got up to shower. When she walked into the bathroom, she noticed she'd accidentally walked in on her roommate, Jake. He was only shaving thankfully, but he still was only in his boxer shorts, which were rather tight - enabling her to see the outline of his junk. She felt.