I was not sure why I did it, perhaps I was hoping she would come to my defense, at least now, but then this guy threw some money at her and she was suddenly busy with something more urgent than my apparent kidnapping. Amateur sex Distrust. I heard muffled cries, barely subdued panting, and the floor creaking and I thought they were probably making up now, her legs around his waist and his hands on her mouth, keeping her silent. It felt…. “Come now, girl!”
When I failed to get up from the floor, mister lumberjack hauled me up and dragged me out of the apartment. Did he make you touch him? I found myself knocked down onto my ass for the second time today. He sounded terrifying.
