She shuts the door and then locks it behind her, not taking her eyes off you. The woman is well dressed, speaks eloquently and very clearly with a str...ng demanding tone.Once she has secured the door, she walks back over to you, takes a handful of your hair in her fist and drags you off the bottle to your feet.“Let’s see you then whore?” “Not bad, tits are small though, nice legs, good long hair for control, and her smooth cunt is a treat?” She treats you like an object, “turn around and pull. I take the bowl away from my face,“I love how you’re so white, Jessie,” I respond.“Shut up!” I put the bowl back up, and start shoveling the food down again. “Well, anyway, what’s u-““Eating. Why, what’s up with you now?” I respond, cutting her off.“You’re an asshole Nate!” she smiles, “Well, I painted my nails last night,” she says, putting her fingers up to my face. “Yeah, cute, black.” “No shit!” she says, giggling, “Painted my toes too!” I look down, and find that she isn’t wearing any. His pre-cum was already providing the lubrication she needed. “Stick this big dick in my ass" she said to him. “I love all things anal Josh. So you can have it and more when you want.”He didn’t need anymore than that. He spun her around. She placed her hands on the glass wall, hiked up the dress she still on and pulled down her panties to the floor. Sam spread her feet apart and leaned forward, bending at the waist, thereby thrusting her round full ass back at his crotch. She let her forehead. She chucked to herself. ?That’s not possible,? I said now starting to sweat. ?Let me ask you a question,? she said, ?are you a starving artist or a wannabe?? It suddenly hit me, the girl from the bar, but that’s impossible. She was 22 or 23 yrs. old, this girl is only about 15. Could it be her younger sister. My head was spinning around a million miles an hour. Why would someone want to frame him for rape. This whole thing can’t be happening. ?You can’t be her, she was.