Thinking this would be the best time to go and have a word, I get up and wander off to the loo (You have to note, this guy was one of those people tha...t get worked up really easily and have major tantrums, you know the type of people that scream and cry, get really wound up and frustrated), walking into the toilets I see that we're alone and he has just finished washing his hands, he turns to face me and I am there, blocking the doorway. The conversation went as so:Me: Just what the fuck do you. And her toenails were pink. I never seen my mom with any type of pink before. I pulled my pantyhose down to free my tiny dick. I started stroking it, and touched her hosed foot. And they felt worm and a bit moist from being in heels. I kneeled down at the end of the bed and leaned over to reach her hosed foot with my nose. And went in for a sniff. Smelled even better than the shoe. I pulled the other heel of gently. Took both my hands. One massaging my balls and my other hand stroking my dick.. ” Patrick moved towards me again his dick hard just like before as he reached for my legs.“Patrick, no! I’m not ready. Please, no.” I felt so weak still from whatever he gave me and after having been fucked three times by three different guys.“Oh, Viv, you’re going to love it in the ass, baby. Let me show you. You're my little Asian whore, you know.”He pushed my legs apart and back again further towards me. My ass was exposed upwards and towards him. Patrick rubbed the head of his cock. She had to go to the bathroom just to message me. I decided not to reply in case he would be close. Although, it was not unusual for me to talk to Beth, I just though any increase in our normal pattern might be bad for her. Less is better, especially now.I went to work the next morning and was soon deep in paper work. About 10 o’clock that morning Beth called. She had been at work only a few minutes that morning. She told me that Lance was being particularly interested in her every move. She.