You were been looked with hungry eyes all through the drive as the glass was down. People were passing lewd comments and calling you names. You liked ...it and it was making you more horny.I take you out of the car and make you stand. There’s no one in the parking lot so I make you bend down and spank you till your ass turns red. You keep begging me to fuck you and let you cum. But I pay no heed and take you inside the mall. Everyone is looking at you. All guys have an istant hard on looking at. “I’m so sorry that happened to you, Sarah,” she said, “guys can be fucking pigs sometimes. I’m glad nothing really happened. I’m glad your safe. Thank God Derek was there for you.”She wiped a tear from my cheek.“Let’s touch up that makeup before we head out. Do you want to go home, or do you want to stay and finish what we came here to do?”I searched myself for the answer. As crazy as it was that I was almost assaulted, I felt safe again. Nothing happened. Derek saved me. I think the booze was. I close my eyes as I listen to them, like a hymn of an angel in ecstasy. It’s intoxicating and addicting. I loom above you once more, churning inside of you. Zealous thrusts of my hips selfishly coax more and more anxious gasps from you. I feel your bent knees sliding upward and tightening against my torso, guiding my motions. Your fingers dive through my hair and scratch down my back. Every one of your intensifying and brazen actions implore me for more and more. I can think of nothing other. It wasn’t about Valentine’s Day for her. Don had pushed her into this despite all her warnings. And even then, she had been completely honest and open with him about her developing feelings for Sian right down to asking him if he wanted her to continue. Now it felt like this had come out of the blue and he was angry at her for doing what he convinced her to do. She felt like he owed her an apology for what amounted to an ambush. And so far, he hadn’t given her one. As Bridget sat on the couch.