True North was almost a stereotype of a Canadian - unfailingly polite, buta stickler for law and order.I was so shocked by what he asked me - to meet ...him for tea andconversation - that I forgot to be shocked about how he knew my number.So I said yes, we arranged a time, and he took me to his artic base.The tea was lovely and the treats delicious, but afterward we got down towhat he wanted to talk about."I'm getting married," he said."Congratulations," I replied, "is it to Artic Princess? The. .. well, it's great to see you so happy, Mom," I tried to explain. "You -- you were really sexy at the party." And now, I wanted to say, but couldn't summon up the nerve."Aw, thanks, hon." She was quite pleased with the compliment, I could tell."So, Jen ... you got Cindy to give you a tattoo, huh?" Vicky asked me, right out of the blue.I stared at her, in utter shock. Shit. What is she thinking!?"A tattoo?" Mom gasped, looking at me critically."Oh, boy," I mumbled."You didn't tell her?" Vicky. I knocked the door twice and they both stood up from bed in tension and her face was white with fear and the guy hid below the bed. I was seeing everything from window. She opened the door and she asked o bhayia aap? I said kiss se baatein kar rahi thi? To boli bhayia kisi se nai. I bent below and told that guy to come out. He was sweating very badly. I told them I am going down to wake her parents and take care of you.She started crying and that guy was saying-please bhayia hume maaf kar. I was sure he wanted to fuck me as much as I now desperately needed him so deep inside me. I needed that one masterful stroke of his incomparable cock to release the pent up sexual energy inside me. In the room, he turned me toward him, grabbed me by the hair, and shook me. You stupid cunt," he said furiously. "You fucked that idiot Jake in the pool." "No, I didn't!" I sobbed, frightened that I might lose Derrick now. "Carla saw you, cunt! Your ass and cunt are mine slut! Did you forget.