When they got there Allie turned to her mother as the tears started again.“Mum?” she almost whispered. “You don’t think that I led him on, do ...ou?”“No, sweety. Not in a million years. Promise.”Allie managed the whisper of a smile. “I thought I’d made it quite clear to him three years ago that I wanted nothing to do with him.”“I’m sure you did.”“So why, Mum?”“What did Toby say to you last time?”“That he hadn’t learnt to control his hormonal urges.”“No change then!”“But he’s three years. He had left Gwen on a pretty bad note. She was very upset with him, and her father had been so angry he actually punched Steve. That was a pretty brave thing for a man that worked as a CPA to do. Steve had to acknowledge an increased respect for Ted Anderson.Charlotte was sitting at her desk when Steve entered. Gwen had not yet arrived, so Charlotte asked him about the previous evening."I found her right where you said she'd be, Charlotte. She was very nicely dressed, but her blouse was torn. It wasn’t that she was concerned that Peter would turn out to be an older, overweight, and perhaps balding man, with slovenly habits. She had been there and done that before. She could not help but imagine the worst, somehow hoping for something at least slightly better. She took her time with her breakfast, then carefully applied her make-up. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and understood that while she wasn’t model material, she was not unattractive. If fact, she looked perhaps a. "If you think this hurts, wait til you feel what I'm going to do to your little virgin cunt". Your smile scares me. Blood from my nipple is smeared on your lips as you switch your mouth from the right to my now torn left nipple. Your saliva stings the tears in the tender skin.As you suck blood from my left nipple your right hand searches out my still bleeding right nipple and milks it, forcing more blood out the holes your teeth have torn in my soft pink skin. You gather some on your.