Veronica was the shy girl who’d started only recently, amazing figure and had a certain spark. She had a type of innocent beauty that you would cher...ish and lust after, without a care. You had to lust after her perfect tit, firm and yet beautifully resting on a gorgeous slender, but pubescent figure. Something in me said, “Dylan go on... try something for once! Take a chance on something. “Moments passMy heart is throbbing. I can’t believe I sent that!!! I’m going to get fired, that it!!!! – I. I tried to pass time by neatening up the apartment or watching the TV.Finally I said the hell with it, changed my clothes and feeling sorryfor myself sat in front of the dresser, brushed my hair and looked atthe red scrapes on my cheek, now glistening with tears. Chapter 2: The Future TenseMy phone rang a few times that afternoon but I ignored it. Caller IDlet me know that Anne was calling. I knew she would have called at workand now was trying to reach me at the apartment but I did not feel. .. I just let them remain there, around my shoes.I parted my legs as much as I could, stretching my knickers as I did so and frank really got to work on my cunt.he began by rubbing my clit and all around my mound first, then he worked a finger and then two up me. he rhythmically finger fucked me for a few strokes then again he rubbed me all over...He did this until I was absolutely sopping wet, fingering and rubbing me alternately.He then reached over and got one of our long salad spoons and. She got goosebumps. Did that mean she was kidnapped? It felt surreal. Why on earth would anyone want to kidnap her? She wasn’t rich or famous, she wasn’t powerful or political. Ever since she’d finished college she was stuck in this stupid Barista job, almost thirty she was, she thought she would’ve achieved more by now, but she didn’t even have a boyfriend. Not pretty enough maybe. She was a petite girl, barely 5 ft 2, and her breast were tiny, her cheeks full of freckles and she had kind.