He cupped her breasts and massaged them slowly, grazing his thumbs against her nubs, asking her in a low voice, "Do you like that, you slut? Tell me h...ow much you like that."She whispered, panting, "I love you kneading and sucking at my breasts. Oh God, I’m so horny. I love you touching me all over and rubbing me in all the right places." Now tell me you want me inside of you. Tell me," he said lowly but menacingly.He pushed her up against the wall again and rubbed his fingers all over her wet,. I headed up in the elevator to the apartment and went in. There in the living room were Andy's suitcases. There was music playing on the sound system, the Stereo MC's connected. He must have got in early, I thought. But where were they? Her car was outside, but maybe they had called a cab so they could go for a few drinks without worrying about driving. But why leave the music on, and why so loud anuway?I decided to go have a shower in the ensuite. I like the Stereo MCs so left the music. As I. I was sitting at the breakfast bar just off the kitchen when my mother slid a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me and asked, "So honey, have you got a date for the prom yet?" No mom, I'm not going." Not going? You have to honey, it is part of the experience." I just don't want to go." Why not honey, what's wrong?"Normally I would have said nothing was wrong and just ducked the question, but I guess I was tired from being up most of the night and my mind wasn't clear. "I'm not going because I. They hadn't been too kind to her, either. Still she was pretty hot.She slid off the stool and I feared for her balance. Yet she caught herself before she toppled. She poked at her hair as she studied her reflection in the mirror, though I can't say she made any improvements. A stray tress fell back over her forehead and she blew at it ineffectually.Without a word she wheeled around and made her way out into the night. I waited long enough to divorce my departure from hers in the minds of the.