Mitchell shoved his bags down onto the floor boards of the truck as his father started the engine. His rock music blasting already, but he reached ove...r and turned it down a little so his son didn't go deaf so early in his life. "You ready for fun Mitch?" Mitchell nodded excitedly and Jack let out a small chuckle as well as they drove through the traffic. Singing along to some songs as they came on the radio, he remembered them from when he last visited. Jack's house was really a single wide. ..each of us moaning softly as we bring each other to explosive heights our bodies wrapped tightly together...Hearts pounding in time...My tongue traces the softness of your neck...Stopping only so I can nibble... Your skin is so sweet...your fingers driving me crazy as they move lightly over my clit...I moan against your neck moving...Together in magical rhythm... soft moans from each other intensifies the feelings... moving you so you're above me...So I can devour your sweetness again and. The cops only stop violent men. They let violent women walk away with a slap on the wrist. It is frightening how much some women will get away with by playing victim. The man is not always the bad guy. Sometimes, the man who beats the woman could be defending himself from a feral attacker. Yet the cops and the law refuse to acknowledge it. I am living in my neighborhood. I slowly witness my aunt and sister becoming violent monsters that someday I must face. My cousins are frightened. There is. "You two haven't kept in touch, despite the fact we only live across town." Something we won't let happen again," Barry assured him, letting his hand run over Tanya's thigh."He raped me," Cari piped."What?" Tanya's black eyes grew wide. She feigned mock terror as she cringed away from Barry. "You beast!" Sort of raped her," Barry grinned, then briefly related the events of that first night with Cari. The young blonde noted he left out the fact he had been a virgin at the time. She understood..