'It's you, isn't it?' she questioned rhetorically.He nodded, the smile on his face growing with her words.'But how did you know where to find me?' she...asked, 'how did you know I would be out tonight?''I listen and trusted to fate.' he said, not really answering her question, but giving an honest answer anyway.She looked at him quizzically, not satisfied by the answer, but at the same time smiling as she understood what he meant.'You look amazing.' he stated, 'I am knocked out.''Thank you.' she. There was only one thing that might help me, and to use it, I had to touch her. I could glean her recent memories and learn what made her decide to force this. I might even get lucky and learn something that would turn this in my favor, though I couldn’t imagine what that would be. Gleaning her memories would be easy, but that didn’t change the fact that I had to fulfill my part of our agreement.I ran my hands over her legs, trying to imagine she was anyone other than Sheila. I could probably. "No Vic, don't, stop." Her pleas were cut short as Vic planted his mouth over her's. Jen tried to pull away but he was too strong. He pulled her flimsy panties to the side and inserted a finger into her, and rubbed her clit. "Oh god," Jen groaned with pleasure. Vic didn't let up. He quickly unbuttoned Jen's blouse. Her bra fastened in the front, and he expertly unsnapped it. The cups fell away and Vic gazed upon Jen's perfect breasts. "Man, you don't know how long I've wanted to see these." He. As he caught his breath, Quandrell croaked, "Oh shit, Charles that was fucking great. You really are a good cocksucker."I sat back on my heels panting from just being face fucked. "That was awesome," I stammered with a big grin plastered on my face.Quandrell reached down and helped me to my feet. I looked down and saw a couple of drops of cum on my shirt. I went to wipe them off. "No, don't. Leave them there. No one will know that they’re cum stains but you and me," said Quandrell. I smiled.