The pain deep inside her tummy and between her legs was bad, but there was an overwhelming feeling of despair in her soul. She put her fingers on the bandage on her wrist over the wound she made trying to take her own life. She couldn't help wonder if she would have been better off if she had died from cutting her wrist, but she wanted to believe that wasn't the answer. She had known of a girl at school who was a cutter and most of the students thought she was a freak. But when Holly pressed on the bandage on her wrist, it distracted her mind from the pain in her soul, at least for a few seconds. She had always wondered why there were people who would cut themselves strip but now she understood that it took away a deeper pain. Maybe she too was a freak, or what Roger called her a dirty, filthy, pain slut. Why had that man given Roger money after he raped her before he left the hotel room? Why had Roger let those men rape her at the tattoo shop? Things only seemed to be getting worse and Roger already said he had plans for tomorrow. The thought of that was horrifying. She knew she had to come up with an alternative plan of action. She occasionally over the next several minutes would press on the bandage until the exhaustion from the day was enough to take control and she finally despite the physical and mental pain drifted into sleep. _________________ Sammi was startled back to the present as Joseph broke the kiss and immediately asked her, "Are you okay?" She looked up at him her striptease mind feeling glazed over. "Yeah...I'm sorry" she said. "Nothing to apologize for" he added then continued, "I guess I should finish rinsing the truck. But as he stepped back he couldn't help looking at her standing there in soaking wet clothing. He continued, "You know you look amazing, even soaking wet." He couldn't help chuckle knowing it was his fault. Sammi blushed feeling a bit self amateur conscious. She knew tattoos her clothes were clinging to her body and was pretty confident her nipples were visible even though she was wearing a padded bra. Besides feeling self conscious she couldn't help feeling shame as well, She remembered the clothes were in the dryer and decided that might be a perfect moment to go get the clothes from the laundry mat hoping he didn't see her for that and said, "I'm...going to run get the clothes" and pointed towards the laundry mat and quickly jogged in that direction. Joseph couldn't help watch her jog off enjoying watching her from any angle. He did notice she seemed a bit off but told himself not to worry about it too much. He finished rinsing the truck and trailer trying to minimize how often Ol'Jack got into the water knowing that they would soon be getting in the truck. He could hardly believe how much he desired and anticipated her return. He felt like a silly old man because he was smitten by this young woman. He couldn't remember the last time he laughed so much or had so much childish fun. The water fight was a blast. He kept watching for her return and he felt himself smile when he saw her walking in his direction carrying their laundry. He helped her put it up in the truck and asked, "So why don't we move the truck, grab some clean clothes and I think they have shower facilities here. We can take a shower and then get something to eat. What do you think?" "Sounds good to me" Sammi agreed and crawled up in the truck. She was so grateful that Joseph did not seem to dwell on her strange mood swings. She was amazed by his calm and cool demeanor. He moved the truck from the truck wash area movie and parked it beside many other tractor trailers. He grabbed clean clothes and she did also and they walked into the building. loud as her sister when she cums. It’s oddly cute but slightly terrifying. Deb moaned when she felt the sensations of something touching inside both her holes. I amateur want us to be boyfriend and girlfriend. The Joy of Justice was glowing with an inner fire, and she thought she could see two twinkling eyes staring back at her from within it. The door opened while I was still attached and she laughed, knowing movie I had completely forgotten where I was at. Before I could even think about biting, her mind took control of me, and locked my jaw. Going faster, grunting and sighing, her voice goes up. Craig’s head went back as he launched his cum into the girl. “Well, you do.” strip “I think I should go,” Craig said as he started to pull his bottoms up. “Ah…, you like to suck…?” he stammered. Then I excused myself. She patted the couch with her hand and he jumped up laying down beside her. tattoos He is to sit in the corner under the blanket and watch us silently. Ann moved her hips in time to my licks and nips. The relief was almost instantaneous. I mentioned the odor and he explained whenever I smelled that odor, it meant one, or more, of striptease our kind was near. “Because your sex slave goaded me. You're not bound by the same magics that govern my race. Meanwhile, why don’t you call me Matt?” “My name isn’t sir, Nicole.” My hand around her waist found bare skin, my fingers explored her back, I was loving the feel of her skin, I could hear her purring with pleasure. Sandy hummed loudly as she swallowed my jizz, slapping my ass cheeks and hammering her long finger in and out of my asshole! The heat rose in my cunt. “Very very true, anyway, he LLLLOVES kids.” I said making her smile.