Even though it was early in the morning, there must have been several dozen men sitting there and drinking. Some had a girl sucking their cocks and ot...hers were playing with their cocks with no apparent shame. I stood in disbelief as I looked at all the TV screens around the room and one had my strip from the day before running. I guess my fucking would follow. The music finally stopped and some man got on stage. “Let’s hear it for Marcy.” She took a bow and stood there with no shame as everyone. “Look whoever you are I am not in the mood for pranks so please just leave me alone!” Loud and with much attitude hoping whomever it is gets the picture. I turn again to walk away.“Baby girl.” So soft I could barely hear it. My heart pounds in my chest. I want to run away and to him at the same time. So many emotions, I don’t know what to do.“Baby girl, please open the door.” He sounds so lost, so defeated. I open the door with intention of not letting him near me. “Come in if you like.”“Thank. His thumb pressed dangerously into the hollow of her throat and a familiar mocking threat appeared in his eyes. He looked too much like J.D. as he held her motionless. The hand between her legs maliciously rubbed the swollen flesh and reveled in how dripping wet she was. Rory cursed her body for its betrayal and struggled against him. The hand at her throat moved to her hair, taking a fistful and holding her thrashing head still. Her feral eyes spoke volumes of threats and tomes of evil. ‘C’mon, Paul… let’s get you home.’ ‘You certainly have a way of pickin’ your friends, little girly,’ the guy from the bar said with a flirty tone, which she easily dismissed and ignored. She just grasped the arm of the inebriated Paul and helped him stumble over towards her car. He seemed plenty out of it, not immediately seeming to understand where he was or who he was with. The man behind them gave up and walked back in, letting the door close behind him. She pulled Paul along with her to the.