She must have had her head under the water when I came in cause she didn’t hear me. So I backed out and put on a pair of pants and went to the publi... restroom in the front of the office. I then went back to the private one took off my pants and as quiet as I could went back in. I slowly opened the door on the shower and climbed in. Mary was washing the soap out of her hair and had her eyes closed so when I dropped to my knees and latched on to her clit with my mouth she about had a heart. I could have let her down gently. But instead I may have ruined her life. It was Christmas break and Sean had officially enrolled in another school. And still no word from Lindsey, the ring I bought her sat on my kitchen counter for two weeks, then eventually my room. It was Christmas Eve and I was locking it in my safe. I don’t know why but that felt like shutting the door on that chapter in my life. The hurt was still raw as the first day, not helping was the infection I got from the taser. I,ve taken this in & I scream at him to stop the car,which he does,I go to get out,realising he is using me,he grabs a hold of me before I can get out,"Fucking listen Bitch",he screams at me,"What if I put that Pic on F---Book,all your schoolfriends get to see it,even your Rents getting to see it,Roy the Gay Boi,how you gonna explain that,you sent me the pic,I did,nt ask you too,so we get to the party & you,ll enjoy it OK,Roy you,re Gay,accept it,You,re now in the Gay World so accept it & enjoy. Her hair was always a different color. Its red right now, but when she was blowing Frank it was blue. Blue. She pulled it off. She has a tattoo on her ass that says Imagine, but it isnt because of the song. Its because seeing her body makes you drop into a rabbit hole of sinful fantasies, and she loves to make you feel guilty for it. Her parents only had two kids – Emma, and her younger sister Lydia. Lydia was 15 years younger than Emma, at 18. She turned 18 on the day that this story takes.