“Yes,” I managed, “yes I do.” “Say it Julie, say it.” I groaned, unable to speak as his fingers continued dipping in and out of my tight h...ole. “SAY it!” he practically yelled, slamming into me from behind over and over again. “FUCK me!” I screamed, “Please.” “Who do you want to fuck you Julie,” he said pulling my head back so he could look into my eyes, “who?” “You, daddy, you.” I sobbed “And where do you want me to fuck you Julie?” he said teasing me “My ass, please.” I moaned as he withdrew. Thinking back to it now, I don't know why I didn't break up with Roberto right then. But he called me to apologize; he told me he thought I'd be into it. I told him to go to hell, but he bought me some expensive gifts - I don't even remember what they were - and I told him I'd be his girlfriend again. He promised never to do anything like that.Of course, this was a lie, and I did break up with him permanently after his next stunt.Several weeks later we had settled back to our old routine. Every. I sat back and wrapped my head around that. Zoey. Likes. Me?"Something just made him excited," Zoey said to me suddenly with a shit-eating grin. "Thinking about me in a bikini, Shakespeare?" If he's not, I am," Jon said before I could say anything."Nothing like that," I said, trying to give Zoey a knowing grin. "Uh, I, uh, just thought of something funny."She gave me a crooked look, searching me like I was a math problem she was trying to figure out. And it certainly wasn't calculus."Bullshit,". This was really turning into a nightmare. I don't know how long it was before my doorbell rang. I got up and peeked through the peephole. It was Diane. I opened the door. She walked in and walked to my small living room. She handed me a cd."Put this in your player and play it, Sabine."I kind of cringed but I did it. Diane sat down on my couch. I sat in the chair next to it. I didn't want to watch this but I did. At first there was nothing, and then the office hallway appeared. It stayed like.