Whore." Contempt dripped from his voice as he flipped up her skirt, jerking her panties down until they caught at her knees. "It smells just like your... disgusting cunt you filthy slut. Let me show you." He pushed her further onto the table, smashing her face down onto the dildo and fingering her cunt from behind, rubbing her clit hard, tugging on her lips until her struggles turned into sharp jerks of pleasure and she started to get wet. His free hand pulled the dildo off the table, leaving her. "Well then you had better make sure that I not feeling pressured by my singularity." I giggle some more, very much enjoying this playful side of Saul."I see," Saul sigh's. "don't want to talk about it." but he hugs me tighter to his chest.I feel warmth and love flowing out of him. Even if he is disappointed that I wont talk about my fears he will at least try to sooth them. I hug him tighter still."There are many things I can not begin to say, to myself much less to you Saul." I say softly into. If I was rescued. The thought of Rowan Morrison inpain drove me on and I struggled on until at last I reached her privateroom and crawled out from the vent, where I gazed at her face.Her soft brown eyes were closed and her long black hair had beenfreshly combed, and to my horror I noticed blood on the sheet thatcovered her. As I reached to pull it off, something crashed down uponthe back of my head. When I woke, groaning in agony, three members ofRowan's security team were frowning down at me.. "Do you think you're actually coming over to my house Saturday nightfor Ben's party? I don't ever want a hit of that high-quality crackthat you are obviously addicted to." Ben invited me," I shot back. "He expects me to be there. What, areyou afraid I'm going to ruin you're little ritchy-bitchy gropefest?" As if! You can't ruin shit. And if you think you'll be thereSaturday, you just don't quite know who you're messing with, nerd-o!"She was so revolted by me that a little bead of spit had.