I gazed up at him hesitantly and tried to tell him that I didnt want to. He stuck his thumbs in the insides of my cheeks, slipped his cock between the... and pinched the corners of my mouth as I was forced to suck his sweaty prick. I gagged on it, choked loudly and he wouldnt let up. When I threw up he grasped the back of my head and pushed the entire thing into my airway. His musty balls were flat against my chin. I took his abuse for a few minutes. He pulled my hair and made me get on my knees. Her head is turned away from the window, and she is left to stare into the darkness of the room as she feels my warm fingers against her cold skin. My touch is firm, and gentle. With my free hand I trace a pattern up the inside of one thigh and down the other, careful to avoid her clit and pussy. Her skin ripples under my touch as I sweep across her skin. Her body responding to my touch, the familiar sensation of pleasure starts to blossom and she sighs when my fingertip slowly slids up and her. ’ ‘But you have always been incredibly smart,’ Syva noted. ‘Even with a three-year-long training program, I could never be as adept with all that information as you. You know I struggle just to maintain the bare minimum grades required to pass classes.’ ‘And I know that the struggle sometimes becomes physical as well,’ her best friend commented softly, in case others might be near the doorway. ‘The dataport will certainly help,’ she said in a normal tone and volume, ‘but just don’t expect it. Seems everyone had a story to tell, and it wasn’t long before she went to ground, unfortunately so did her record sales. Clara then disappeared off the face of the earth and everyone seemed to forget she ever existed. Well everyone but me, for my mind sometimes drifted back to her, and my curiosity never really died. It was many months later and late on a Friday afternoon when I guided my ten year old Chrysler up the long driveway to my house. Work wise, it had been a hard week and I was.