Anika raises her hand up to Missy’s cheek unable to resist feeling her, what she felt made her almost gush herself at that second, she expected feat...hery soft skin but no, it felt strong, just like hers. Anika’s jaw gaped at this realization; Missy giggles at her expression but quickly gets her attention by saying, “You want to go further?” “How?” “We start taking some clothes off…just out top layer, leaving our bras and panties…” “I don’t wear a bra…” “You can find something to wrap around you. Just more talking, maybe. Yes ... that might be nice. She’d trust him ... just a little ... while still being careful.She was wondering what the next time would be like as she drifted off to sleep.Janet should have known that Rhonda would be eager to find out how things went. If she’d thought back to when she’d hired Bobby for Rhonda, she might have remembered how curious she was about Rhonda’s experience with Bobby.What was ironic about it was that she did exactly what Rhonda had done, though. Yet despite all the work I put into making my profiles the best they could be, whenever my conversations with guys turned toward meeting up, I would chicken out. I knew I wanted to be with a man, but there’s a big difference between fantasy and reality. Reality has dangers, people with bad intentions, and lots of hate. I just couldn’t get passed it.That is until HE messaged me back. He was visiting my city of Orlando, Florida for the week, and he was staying at a hotel about twenty minutes away. "Do you know those men?" she continued, trying to find out what happened."No, I never saw them before that night." But you know what happened? Don't you? You know that one of them must have drugged me and you know that they raped me in that alley, don't you?" Yes. I saw you in the club. I saw you dancing with one of them and I was sitting at the bar when he came up and got your drink. I saw him slip the drugs into your drink. I'm reasonably certain that if it had been anyone but you I would.