She looked much worse than she was. Bruises, contusions, but no broken bones. Then I looked closer and went out in search of the doctor. I asked him w...at his findings were, and he stated pretty much what was in the chart.I then asked him why her injuries were not consistent with a motor vehicle accident, but more consistent with assault. He frowned and said he put it down for a cause because that was what the police told him preliminary investigation showed. He added that two others had been. " She said.I was like "whatever" and kept reading.She kept staring at me. "You know we could be friends. We're actually really alike."I laughed. "We're nothing alike!" I said. I had to get away from the conversation. "Let's just try being civil with each other." I said and then I got up and went to the cafe car where I lingered and texted with friends.When I got back she was napping. I sat down quietly and tried to get back to my reading. But I found myself looking at her. Which I usually. “You have your secrets, Paul. Would you want everyone to know them?”I shook my head.“It’s not my place to tell you. It’s hers. If she wants to. I’ll just say she’s only ever had a bad experience of being a girlfriend. The word doesn’t mean the same to her as it does to most people.”“Okay. So why are you telling me this if you can’t tell me this?”“Because.”“Because what?”She lifted her glass and took a long pull on her pint. Imogen was about the only girl I knew who drank pints of lager like the. My cock stood tall and proud. Her mouth briefly engulfed my manhood her tongue running along its length.Janice stood and removed her panties, I stroked her public hair then deeper between her legs. Janice’s hand was masturbating my cock.Kay and Wayne were laid on the floor she had his cock in her mouth.I pulled Janice down to the floor and we laid on our sides face to face kissing.She kept uttering those happy little sounds as I stroked her warm velvety flesh and stoked her fires. She twisted.