I could feel myself getting warm & a slight wetness in between my legs. I continued to mirror what was happening in the movie, caressing my body and g...radually kneading my breasts more firmly, each pass moving over my nipples until my hands were rubbing hard on my nipples which had begun to feel like they were on fire. By now my pussy lips were twitching just begging for attention & I moaned as I felt a tightening in my stomach that I knew was the start of the build up of an orgasm. On the. Lose it whore.I take it off.He tie,s my hand,s together.begin,s to squeeze my tittie,s,pinching my nipple,s.Ohhhhhhhh that hurt,s you,ll get use it slut.lean,s down start,s to suck and bite my nipple,s.OMG that hurt,s so bad.shut the fuck up u whore slut.he unzip,s my skirt and pull,s it down.ohhh u were ready for action,black satin pantie,s on bitch.He squeeze,s my clitty,u like that slut.I moan out loud.He drag,s me into the living room.Get on ur fuckin knee,s whore.He pull,s his hard cock. He was tall, well dressed even at night, and showed no embarrassment at pushing past her with a prominent erection leading the way. She smiled; he looked a bit like Slim but acted civilized. He sat down, she sat down, and holding out his hand, he said, “Larry.”“Bridgett.”He smiled at her shining red hair. “O’Shaughnessy?”“O’Malley,” she smiled back.They chatted for a few minutes, Larry charming her the suavest any man had ever romanced her, teasing at times and coy at others, but clearly taken. I put my name, date and a sequential number on each sheet I did. Within an hour I had completed more tests than were required but did them regardless. When Mr. Driscoll found nothing more for me to do, I wrapped them all up and made out a sheet of which tests I had completed and the number of extra sheets of paper that I had handed in. If some were going to be 'lost' I wanted the ministry to know that they were handed in.Mr. Driscoll refused to give me the receipt that I requested, so I took.