.raped you??” I hear his whispers in my ear as he hugs me and caressing my hair.I just able to say: “Jason.. he thrown me....for Mary Pat Finnega...n”.. and among the sobs I was able to tell him how he wanted sex.. Filthy sex with my mouth and in my kitty..and how, when I told him I didn't want it and I would wait, he told me to go away and back when I'll be grow, Mary Pat was eager and skilled in do such things. “He cheated me!” I almost yell at Mark.I think I was desperate enough else I never. The yellow object seemed to object to the wind and moved, ever so slightly. It had tried to conceal its efforts to escape the cat, but she was too quick to be fooled! Without a moments thought she pounced, claws outstretched and ears pushed back. The slick feeling of the bag was under her paws as she looked left and right, trying to see any more movement it was planning to make. The object lay still underneath her claws, her sharp claws digging into the yellowness of it. The cat relaxed, her. “Yeah, I guess I’m your dad,” I said taking her hands in mine. “I’m sorry you had to wait this long, your mom never told me.” She looked at me with those baby blues again and my heart leapt into my throat. “Everyone says I look like mom,” she said. “Well you definitely have her eyes and smile,” I said. She leaned forward and looked at me a little closer, “I think I have your nose, though.” I took her chin in my hand and turned her face to the side, “Yeah, looks like maybe you do. Sorry about. More time passed by; still no Brian. I surveyed the plane for a second time; maybe he decided to move his seat. But still, there was no Brian. All the passengers began grabbing their carry-on luggage and exiting the plane. I was in complete disbelief. I started feeling silly even, to think that I allowed a complete stranger to manipulate and use me. I almost let my feelings get the best of me, but then I thought about it. Here I was, getting ready to have a great weekend.