I don’t think I will ever understand girls, but I do know what she wants to French-kiss me right now. I can do that.“David, I’m so glad you didn...��t die on me. I know you will hear lots of girls saying that, but you know I mean it. Ever since fourth grade, I wanted you to be the boy who gave me my first real kiss. All last year I kept making sure you could see everything if you wanted, but you never really looked. I even went so far as to make sure I looked all clumsy and frumpy so no guys, or. " She moved up to his chair, standing in front of him. He reached up, inno particular hurry, and grasped each of her nipples through her blouse, betweenthumb and forefinger. Then he squeezed them both hard, pulling on them at thesame time. She cried out and bent over, her body suffused by the sudden pain. Hekept his grip on her nipples, pulling her down until her face was close to his.She was gasping and whimpering, her bent form twitching spasmodically as hetightened his cruel grip. "When I. Immediately after, she cleaned up and left the apartment. I remained on the bed for about 20 mins in utter shock from what just transpired. Covered in cum, barely able to sit, ass gaped wide and bleeding, I cleaned up as best I could and headed to my place. Given the circumstances, I was fine but the next morning/day, the events of the previous night kept replaying in my head. My feelings were doing a roller coaster and I couldn't figure them out. Basically, the betrayal of what transpired but. The sign read RECORDS. I led Reese into a storage room filled with file cabinets and tables stacked with papers."All of these need filing. Each document has an account number. The file cabinets are all labelled. You'd be doing us a big favor if you'd care for these."Reese's absorbing smile was gone. She twisted a ringlet of long brown hair around one finger. "After I care for these, maybe we can spend some time together?"I internally rejected that possibility based on the belief that no one.