When Stephanie came to you last night, it was her last-ditch attempt to save your relationship. If you had blown her off, both your lives would have g...one right to hell, Steve. It was that damn close.”“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize what I was doing to her, or to you.”“No, you didn’t. I think you created bigger problems than you might realize. Think about what you told all those girls. I don’t know for sure, but I bet you told them you were interested in them. Every one of them would drop their. But when we arrived to the club the bouncers wouldn't let Caroline in, apparently she was too drunk and they told her to go home and rest.After arguing for a long while they agreed to let her in, if we promised to keep an eye on her, and at the tiniest remark they would throw us all out.We agreed to those terms and went inside, since the arguing had taken so long Caroline was slowly sobering up anyway, so we headed to the dancefloorto enjoy the music that was blasting out of the speakers.Being. She stared at it for a moment and felt the rise of excitement burn her neck. That stupid gel had already got to work and she was feeling the now familiar itch in her groin as blood engorged her clitoris. She should pull them off and wipe herself clean, she should stop this behaviour, she had to get a grip on her life. How could she have let herself drift into these abusive situations? Yet as she looked down at her latex encased crotch she felt a thrill, something quite extraordinary outside of. She walked in. She looked good. Very good. She had on some grey short shorts and a black tank top with some flip flops. Easy clothing to pull off quickly. She sat down on the bed and I quickly bend down put my hand on her face and gently pulled her face towards mine until our lips met. I wanted to set the tone of this encounter. Passionate yet intense. She pulls back with a big smile and says “wow your ready aren’t you?” I was. I couldn’t wait. So I started to kiss her intensely. Removing her.