"He raised his hand again and I flinched, but he was only putting the bottle opener in his pocket."Yes, yes! I do. I do," he mocked me in a whiny litt...le voice that sounded nothing like me. "You do what?" I understand you," I said. He smacked me under the chin, knocking my teeth together and forcing my head up. I'd forgotten to grit my teeth. I usually never forget that."Look at me when I'm talking to you!"I didn't want to look at him. I would have rather pulled out my own eyes. I looked up into. ‘I know this girl who used to think of nobody but herself. She was into status and prestige and control. She used people all the time. She took advantage of people. She really didn’t have any friends. ‘Then one day she meets this strange guy.’ ‘Stop,’ I said. ‘I’ve heard this story before. This is that classic: Cinderella’s step sister and the beast.’ Jen spit laughed. ‘And she had very little sense of humor. To make a long story short, she’s even been seen doing nice things for other people. "Her touch was so electric, that my cock got even more hard than it already was. It was poking against my shorts, making a tent out of them. Her hands were now on my hips, and one of then went in front of me and touched my cock."Isn't this very uncomfortable? Don't you think we should let him loose?"My mouth was dry like Sahara and I couldn't utter a word. Instead I reached for my belt to open it, but Helen beat me to it. "Just leave it to me, Paul. I know what to do, and today I'll do it." In. That visibly angered Lorraine. *SMACK* DO YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY BITCH?!?! This snapped Hannah out of her reverie, what do you want, I-Im sorry!! she wailed. Her assaulter hesitated visibly, then got even angrier. I! DONT! NEED! TO! TELL! A! CUNT! LIKE! YOU! WHAT! I! WANT! FUCK! YOU! Each word was punctuated by a sharp slap, Lorraine wasnt even aiming by the end, migrating lower and lower with each slap. By the end of the sentence, Hannahs milky white skin was a painful, glowing red and her.