However laying on my back hurt my arms. XXX Hot I don’t know… I didn’t recognize him from high school at all, maybe he was one of the theater kids, I never felt much of a connection with them, you could even say I kind of bullied those them, but then again I was young and they were asking for it with their nerdy suspenders and their random exclamations of Shakespeare. His hand finding it’s way up my skirt and in between my legs. ‘How about you untie me and let me go?’ I asked. He had strong hands and if it wasn’t for my precarious situation I even might have enjoyed this massage, but now all I could feel was anger and fear and confusion and anxiety. ‘Sshhh.’ He said while soothingly stroking my hair.




















