Then I had to help my sister after her surgery. I was at that point where anything soft against my skin had me panting. I'd stopped using my silks but showers were a special type of torture. My room mate Adriana told me that she'd fix my problem. Her cousins lived in the near-by city. One of them had seen a picture of me and had “Lost his fool mind. Look, I told him I'd tell you about him. I don't think you two are relationship material. You say you don't want to start something so close to leaving. He's a forty-five minute drive away even” From all I'd seen Adriana's family were all good looking. “Let's go. You're driving.” We were waiting at Adriana's for Chris to get home from work. When he came in I had to tell myself to breathe. Six two. Big, light brown eyes with long lashes. Lips that put thoughts in my head. All framed by a neat stubble beard and thin shoulder length dreadlocks. We talked for maybe twenty minutes before he excused himself to go take a shower. Adriana left. Holly had been hauled into her father’s study, screaming for her parents the entire time. Her cries had abruptly stopped, when one of the men stabbed a long, forked prod into an exposed thigh beneath her shorts. She knew what the word ?excruciating? meant, but believed it too tame a word for the pain that she felt. Her leg muscles instantly cramped and she’d crumpled to the floor, only to be hauled back to her feet.?Strip!? had been the only word spoken thus far. Holly had begun to plead ?no?, but her mouth snapped shut when the wand swung into position to deliver another strike. With tears spilling freely down her face, she started with her sneakers and socks, hoping these men might have a change of heart. They did. They urged her to move faster.Her ‘Hello Kitty? t-shirt went next. Her hands fumbled with the clasps of the very adult style of bra she wore. She’d picked it out without her mother‘s help. White, with an opaque grape leaf pattern, it made her feel more mature and.
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