Her Secret (Open)

She could tell that Dave knew she was lying. She also knew he would most likely investigate. It was his personality. She hoped he would never find out the truth though. She just couldn't let anybody know her secret.

They slept together until just past noon and then got out of bed. She got dressed and began to help her mom plan the party...

4th Of July Weekend


Ginny had physically healed from her rape as the week went on but there were still emotional scars left behind. She found it hard to make it during the first half of the week and stayed home for the most part, afraid to go out after dark. She was rather clingy with her brother but he took it in stride and allowed it, although he was still asking her questions regarding those scratches.

Saturday morning was nice and warm. The sun was bright and the sky blue. Her family was busy with getting all the food and drinks prepared before everyone came over. Ginny was in a festive mood for a change and was wearing a jean skirt with a pink tank top and sandles. She wore her hair down today and had on light makeup.

It was just past 1pm when a few people began to trickle over. Ginny was busy cutting up fruit when they came inside with their dishes to pass and drinks to share. She showed them where to put their items and then called Dave in to help. He took the lead while she remained in the kitchen. She had no idea that Scott was already on his way over. Once he would arrive she wouldn't see him for some time because she would stay in the kitchen while he would be outside. She smiled at the guests and then offered them all a drink...
 
"Glad you could make it," David said, as soon as he saw Scott come up through the back gate. He had a beer already waiting, and Scott took a wonderful look around the place. It was nice, big backyard, a good number of people here. He thought it would be the perfect party to get lost in. He could traverse from group to group, going on and on about inane conversations, or just hang out and have some beer with David.

"First, I want you to meet Ginny."

Ginny, now that sounded familiar. Scott nodded his head, he remembered now. David had told him about his sister. David wanted to play matchmaker this fourth of July weekend. That would be great.

He felt almost sad that it was David's sister though. He couldn't have any real fun with her. He didn't chose girls that he knew, or had mutual friends. He only raped strangers, people who would never see him again, people who couldn't identify him.

He followed David into the kitchen.

"Ginny, This is my friend... Scott."

Scott stepped into the room. He wore almost the same thing he did that night, some dark blue t shirt, faded jeans, and regular shoes. He had his hair back in a pony tail, it wasn't down and dirty around his eyes.

But still, large, dark, and filled with something of a predator. When they looked on her, sparks of recognition were instantaneous.

"Ginny," He said, tasting the name on his lips. He thought he remembered that name.

His heart leapt into his chest, panic ensuing. For a moment, he thought of turning, bolting, running right now. He had been found out, his father would know everything. They would punish him. Oh what a bad boy he's been.

But, then, he saw something, something wonderful that stopped him from thinking about running.

He saw the pure fear in her eyes, that lost helpless feeling, as if he were still on top of her, rutting his seed deep into her fucking cunt.

A cruel smile rose to his lips, but he made it disappear before anyone but Ginny could see.

"We've already met, David," He said, slow deliberate words as he made his way into the kitchen, looking at all the trays of food and drink on the counter. He set down his beer, picking up the large butcher knife. It glinted in the warm sun coming in from outside. He looked over at Ginny as he held it, just wishing and hoping for her to say something.

"I had to go to the hospital a few nights ago, she was on call. She fixed me all up."

"Oh, is that right?" David furrowed his brow, turning to his sister. He stood on one side of her, his hand resting slightly against her arm. Scott was on the other side, within an arm's grasp away, using the knife to innocently cut up fruit for the party.

"Well," He said, his voice low, his eyes never leaving hers, "Isn't that right, Ginny?"
 
Amber walked into the familair kitchen in her white tenis skirt, blue tank top and flip flops and saw Ginny, Dave and someone else talking. She noticed a strange look on her best friends face.
Amber thought Ginny looked liek she was in shock at this guy asking her "Isn't that right Ginny?"

The question sounded innocent enough but there seemed to be something else going on here. Amber had never seen Ginny look quite so pale as she did just at this moment, and she had know Ginny for along time, seen her through countless exams, swing shifts, doubles and never had she looked like she did now.

Deciding she had to get to the bottom of what was making Ginny so nerva Amber stepped up behind Dave tapped him on the back while looking straight at Ginny and asked "Who's your friend?"
 
Dave

"Amber, hey!" He reached out, scooping her up and giving her a nice big hug. He hadn't seen her in a long time. She was always a good friend to his sister, and the way she had been acting lately, he hoped she had noticed too.

Maybe they could both find out what was wrong. He'd have to talk to her in private later.

Instead, he handed her a beer and pointed towards Scott, "He's a friend of mine, Scott. From college. Studying to become a writer, or poet? Something like that."

Scott only nodded, his attention more on Ginny. That was good, he liked her.

"I'm glad you decided to come today, didn't think it was going to be a party without you."
 
"Gald to be here, you know the party never starts til I arrive" Amnber said while staring at Ginny, she seemed quite to quite for someone who hadn't seen her best friend in so long.

And that boy Scott he hadn't taken his eyes off Ginny since Amber had walked into the room. Taking a sip of her beer, Amber watched in quite the looks passing between Ginny and Scott and thought something odd about them.

Turning back to Dave she said "So how is school going? Do you have any hot prof's?" Winking Amber tried to lighten the mood tilll she could Dave aside and findout if was just her that was getting this vibe. Amber knew that since Ginny and Dave were very close if soemthing was up he would have noticed it.
 
Ginny was busy cutting up fruit in the kitchen when David came in with Scott. When he introduced him she turned around and smiled having no idea that it was the same Scott who raped her, but as soon as she laid eyes upon him there was a look of horror on her face. She dropped a piece of watermelon that was in her hand and it landed on the floor with a thud. Her face turned white as a ghost and her eyes were as big as saucers. He was here, in her house. He was David's friend! She began to panic and she thought she would collapse right there but then Amber came in which offered a nice distraction. "Amber" she said softly and gave her friend a hug. She held on tighter than usual.

She looked back at Scott again. He seemed just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. She got to see him now in the daylight instead of the menacing darkness. He really was a good looking boy, she had to admit. He was her type. David was trying to set them up. He didn't know what had happened between them. It wasn't her brothers fault. She then quickly looked away but out of the corner of her eye she saw him pick up the large knife. Her heart raced in her chest. He was trying to instill fear into her so she wouldn't say a word to David. He then spoke to her. Asked her to agree with him on something she knew to be false. She didn't just run into him at the hospital. He took her against her will in the woods, but she knew she had to play his game and so she nodded, "Yes, thats right. Thats how we met" She could have sworn that she saw Scott smirk but she tried not to look.

"Please excuse me" She then left in almost a run to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her and began to throw up into the toilet. Tears then streamed down her cheeks rapidly. He would always know where to find her now. She would never be able to escape him.

After 10 minutes or so she finally got control of herself. She couldn't hide in here all day. She had to face him and rest of the guests. She would try and be strong and so she washed her face and made herself look presentable again. After taking a few deep breaths she went back into the kitchen again. They were all still standing there. Even though she was shaking inside she wouldn't let it show on the outside. She went right back to the fruit and resumed cutting it right next to Scott. She kept telling herself mentally to not let him intimidate her, it was hard though but she did her best to focus.

"It's great to have you here with me Amber" she said to her friend and smiled. There was pain in her eyes that she hoped nobody noticed. She then felt Scott brush up against her and she jumped slightly. "If you will please move I will get to the Canteloupe now" She said in an assertive tone...
 
David tried to make some excuse for Ginny when she left. He said she hadn't been feeling all to well, some bad sushi last night. Scott chuckled softly at that, lost in hisown world as he began cutting up fruit for the party.

"So, ummm," He waited for Ginny to return, hugging her as she went back to what she had just been doing. She looked even worse than before. What had happened? She looked exactly like she did when she came home that one night.

"Amber, I have got to show you something up in my bedroom. We'll be just a minute guys."

He took Amber's arm, guiding her up the stairs to his room. It was large, with a nice television and a big bed. He sat down on the bed, looking up at Amber.

"Did you just see that out there? She has been acting weird like that for a week now. She doesn't eat anymore, she hasn't slept in her own bed, she won't talk about anything. Do you know what's happening to her?"


Scott

He smiled, seeing the others leave. They were all alone now. He set the knife down, stepping away from the counter so she could lean across and grab the cantaloupe.

Once she did, Scott caught her. He pushed himself against her and the counter, his cock pressing into her ass. The moment of recognition from her had stirred him up, and he was all ready to go.

"You haven't told anyone, have you?" He whispered, not hurtful, not deliberate but rather in an amusing manner. He had ordered her to be a good girl, and she had done just that. She'd been a very good girl for him.

"That's good," He sighed, licking at her neck, "Oh, that is very good. You better be careful though, there are so many people here."

People outside, upstairs, just a few rooms away, but no one was here right now. The kitchen had been set aside for preparing and fixing meals. No one in here but him and her.

His hand cupped her ass, squeezing it ever so hard.

"Oh, this is going to be a fun weekend, don't you think?"
 
Ginny couldn't believe it when David and Amber went upstairs to his room and left her alone with Scott. Her eyes pleaded for them to stay but they didn't see it. She wanted so much to run away but that wouldn't work either. He would chase her and catch her much like he did that night. That horrible night.

When she was finally alone with him she went and grabbed the cantaloupe and began cutting it. Scott pressed his body against hers hard and she gasped and let the knife fall to the counter. She stood there stunned and very still. His breath was hot on her neck as he spoke into her ear. She visibly trembled now and she hated herself for it. He could smell her fear.

He grabbed her ass tightly and she winced and bit her lip. "I didn't tell anybody. My brother knows something is up though. I'd be careful if I were you. He's the investigative type. He will eventually find out." She said in an angry tone. "You will end up in the hospital once David is through with you so you better leave me alone" She suddenly spun around and pushed him away. Her eyes glared daggers at him. She was trying her best to appear threatening but he only seemed amused. It was really bothering her that a boy who was 3 years younger than her could control her so much like this.

"If you try anything I swear I will scream. There will be alot of people here today and somebody will help me. It won't be like last weekend when we were alone in the woods. This time you will be surrounded by many people who will be watching you, David and Amber included. You are a coward Scott. You can only act tough like this when you are alone with your victims, lets see how tough you are in front of people!" She spat. She then walked right past him and took a tray of food outside where people were beginning to gather. She knew he was following her. She could feel him behind her. Let's see just how bold he really was, she thought...
 
He stood against the doorway, opening portal outside to the barbecue party. He still held the large butcher knife in his hands. She scooted from him, dark and distinct. Her eyes would trail back through the groups of people she hid behind, trying to steal glimpses of him. He just leaned against the frame, pressing the knife against his finger. A small drop of blood appeared, it fell to the ground in a quiet rush.

Then he looked over at the barbecue itself. He saw something very happy. He pointed to the man behind the grille... the knife still in his hands.

"So, how is it going today?" He asked, nice and friendly. He bounded up to the man, pulling the tie from his hair, letting it cascade down around his face, partially covering his eyes.

"Oh, fine... just fine," An elderly man said, around his fifties. He looked to be the grille king here, an apron on, cigar in his mouth, several spitfires going at once. The waft of meat cooking and sizzling just tore through Scott. What a wonderful smell.

"This party yours?"

"No, mostly my son and daughter's. They always want to hold some big party for the Fourth, excuse to get people over here and get drunk I think."

"Which one is your daughter?"

The man pointed over to Ginny, who was right now offering up cut cantelope to a young couple talking about something boring. Scott's eyes lit up as he waved at Ginny over there.

"Is that right? Well, let me shake your hand good sir. I've heard a bit about you?"

"Have you?"

"I went out with your daughter last week. She was a lifesaver, you know? We really hit it off."

Dad nodded, smiling at that, "Well, good to see she is finally dating someone. She's been alone for some time. David said he would try to get her to meet someone."

"Yeah, I'm a friend of David's. I'm just so lucky I met your daughter... she's, really special to me."

The kinfe was in his hands.

Dad gave an odd cock of his head, but continued flipping burgers and turning steaks.

"You know, in fact, I have some beer out in my car, if you want to come get it with me. You and I could do it alone? Grab it bring it out here."

He made sure Ginny was close enough to hear this part, and close enough to see the knife in his hands.

"I'd like to, but I've got three grilles running right now."

"Oh, that's fine. Ginny? Could you come take over for a minute, your father and I are just going out to my car. Won't take a second..."

The knife was in his hands, glinting in the summery sunlight. It felt wonderful hot, oh so hot behind his long hair falling over his eyes.
 
poohlive said:
David tried to make some excuse for Ginny when she left. He said she hadn't been feeling all to well, some bad sushi last night. Scott chuckled softly at that, lost in hisown world as he began cutting up fruit for the party.

"So, ummm," He waited for Ginny to return, hugging her as she went back to what she had just been doing. She looked even worse than before. What had happened? She looked exactly like she did when she came home that one night.

"Amber, I have got to show you something up in my bedroom. We'll be just a minute guys."

He took Amber's arm, guiding her up the stairs to his room. It was large, with a nice television and a big bed. He sat down on the bed, looking up at Amber.

"Did you just see that out there? She has been acting weird like that for a week now. She doesn't eat anymore, she hasn't slept in her own bed, she won't talk about anything. Do you know what's happening to her?"

Amber followed Dave up to his room a little worried about leaving Ginny alone.

Looking at Dave as he laid on his bed, Amber knew why Ginny loved him so much he was a great guy one that you could talk to not matter what and that is what they had to do, talk.

Amber answered Dave when he asked "Do you know what's happening to her?" "No I don't know, I was just about to ask you, I haven't seen her in about a two weeks." Amber was getting more worried my the second.
"She has been like this for a week and you didn't call me, oh Dave, I could have been here, helped her." Amber was starting to get impatient now, not knowing why she just had a very bad feeling.
 
"I thought you knew. I thought you were with her," He paused, searching for something. He hadn't talked to Amber because he thought it was just girl problems. He had hoped that with Scott here, something could change. She'd realize she was a great girl and guys found her attractive.

Something.

"Ok, well, at least we know for sure something is wrong. Maybe it's just something she doesn't want to talk to me about, guy trouble or womanly things. You know... something she couldn't tell me, but she could tell you."

It wasn't right though, because if it was something Ginny could just tell Amber, wouldn't they have talked weeks ago? Why had Ginny avoided her best friend like that?

None of this made any sense.

"I don't know, what do you think?"
 
Amber tried to think what would be so wrong that Ginny did not tell her or Dave? "I don't have a clue, I don't think it something so simple as 'girl' problems and i don't think it is about a a guy since there not one in Ginny's life, but I am going to find out waht has her acting this way."

Amber looked at Dave thinking how great he was, but he was younger and her best friends brother.

"Maybe we should head back down stairs, we can't ask questions from your bedroom."

Amber stood there waiting for Dave to get up, hoping that he would, she had to get out of this room, had to cnsentrate on Ginny right now, had ot avoid what was going through her own mind.
 
"She won't talk to me. I've been asking for over a week, and she's yet to tell me anything."

Still, Amber seemed dead set on what she wanted to do. He stood up, grabbing her hands to put into his own. He gave her a warm comforting smile, and kissed her. A small delightful kiss, lips touching lips.

"Thanks. I know you're Ginny's friend, but you have always been a good friend to me too. I'm glad you're here."

He opened the door for her, "Let's go find her."
 
A little shocked at the kiss, Amber smiled, "You know I am here for you as much as I am for Ginny, your just as much my friend."

Amber brushed by Dave touching him just a little as she walked out the door, set on finding Ginny and finding out what was wrong and what she could do to help her.

When they got back outside they saw Ginny by the bbque, Amber walked over to her, "Hey Ginny how are things, I've missed you."
 
Ginny was serving some of her guests the fruit that she had cut up when she overheard Scott talking to her father. Her eyes kept glancing over there to see what he was up to and when she saw him carrying the knife she trembled a bit, almost dropping some of the fruit on the ground.

Ginny was a complete wreck. She had lost a few pounds already and there were dark circles under her eyes. She moved closer to the grill to hear what was being said. She was so distracted that she didn't even pay attention to what somebody was saying to her. They had to repeat their words a few times before it sunk in.

Then Amber came over. Her best friend. She had been neglecting her for awhile now. They used to be so close but since the rape she had isolated herself not wanting to be around anybody. She was holding all her pain inside. "Hi Amber, I am okay. Really I am" It was a lie but she smiled at her friend in hopes that she wouldn't press the issue any furthur. She then put some fruit on Amber's plate and gave her a hug. "I am so glad that you came. Please stay as long as you like. In fact, you can sleep over if you want to"

Her eyes then went to Scott. He was playing innocent. Trying to act like nothing was going on but in fact he was manipulating the situation. She then looked at her father again. Scott was trying to get her father away from the grill. What was he going to do, kill him? He still had that knife and Ginny began to panic. She was a daddy's girl. There was no way she would let him hurt her daddy. She would put herself on the line to keep her father safe.

Scott wanted her to take over the grills so he could take her father out to his car. Such a little devious smart player. He knew exactly what he was doing. It was as if he were playing a game of Chess, knowing how to read his oppenents mind to prevail over them. He seemed to always be one step ahead of everybody. He was thinking, and calculating. She finally walked over.

"No daddy, you don't have to go to his car. I will go" Her stomach lurched inside but she was so afraid that he would hurt her father. She looked back at Amber, she couldn't let anything show. Had to make it look like everything was just alright. "I'll be right back Amber. I'll work on the desserts in a bit" She then turned to Scott and glared at him but made sure nobody else saw it but him.

She walked around to the other side of the house where nobody else was and looked at him. "Just what the hell were you doing back there? What did you plan on doing to my father? What do you want from me?" Her tone was angry and it was rising. "Okay so you raped me. Fine, you tricked me and got me into the woods and raped me. So be it. You had what you wanted." She suddenly pushed him against the side of the house. "Move on! Leave me and my family alone. I am not amused by you or your antics. I swear to god Scott I will tell everybody here at this party if you try anything else. I will run right back to the backyard and the cops will be called. Is that what you want?" Tears began to stream down her face again. She then looked at him. "You know maybe if you weren't such a creep I would go out with you. David knows my type. He seemed to think you and I would hit it off. Why do you have to rape people?"

She then slapped his face hard. "You know something? What would you do if I said I enjoyed it? Would it turn you on? Or are you only turned on by people who resist? Do you like to have total control over your victims?" Her emotions were running wild and maybe deep down she was getting turned on by this. "Oh yes Scott, how would you react if perhaps I told you I liked it and wanted it? Is it only rape you want or have you considered a relationship? You know you can't rape the willing". She then stood back and took a deep breath trying to calm herself as she waited for his response...
 
"I know you enjoyed it," He said, his voice rough and bitter. His lip bled from her slap. He let his tongue come out slowly, licking at it, tasting her rage on him. It tasted good, as good as she would.

"I felt you, under me, writhing, wriggling. I felt how wet you were, how much you wanted it. Don't lie to me. I know. That's why I do it? You think I picked you at random? You think you're just another innocent victim? That's what you wanted, deep down, it's what you needed."

Those words, those words. He'd heard those words before. He remember hidin under his bed, with the lights out. Something came into the room, dark footsteps. His father! No, not his father. Not again.

Pushed onto his bed, biting at the pillow, screaming in pain. But Daddy said it would be all right, Daddy said that is what he wanted anyway.

Not his father.

His hands came up, grabbing at her throat. For a moment he saw nothing but red, nothing but his father staring back at him, telling him to take off his clothes, to touch daddy, just like before, to do things...

Pushing her against the wall, he began to choke her.

"You're mine now, do you understand? I own you... this whole fucking weekend your mine."

He let go, softly, slowly, keeping her pinned to the wall. His hands roamed down, slow and deliberate, moving up her skirt, touching at the outside of her underwear. Sensible cotton, just like a good girl.

Just like his father...

No, not again.

He kissed her. He needed to kiss her. A soft enveloping kiss. Something between a man and a woman, tilting his head, getting the angle just righ. He kissed her wanting to kiss her, wanting to feel it, not take it.

But, when he pulled away, his eyes were stone, and his fingers playing along her pussy lips, just outside of her underwear.

"You're not going to make a sound. Because if you do, I'll make them pay for your mistake. I won't kill you, Ginny. I'll kill your father..."

Fucker deserves to die, deserves to rot in fucking hell where he belongs! How can you do that to someone, how could you hurt him so...

"I'll kill David, I'll even kill that cunt Amber running around, do you understand? I'll leave you alive, and kill all of them. All you need to do is what I say, when I say it."

He pressed up against her, letting her feel just how hard he was, "Just obey me, do what I say. I can make you like it, you know? It doesn't have to be as bad as the woods, it can feel good, it can feel great."

His tongue came out, running along her neck as he spoke.
 
David


He watched as Ginny almost ran off with Scott in heel. For a moment he did feel something good. Maybe something was happening between them. They certainly were friendly after only a couple of minutes. That might be just what Ginny was missing, someone like Scott.

"Do you see? Every time I go to question her something like that happens. She'll ignore me or give me some run around, never answering a single question. But... it's good she's at least trusting in Scott."

He looked over at Amber, "I guess I played matchmaker a little too well. Now I've got no one to enjoy the party with... except you, would you like to do anything, Amber?"
 
Looking after Ginny Amber notice Dave was talking to her.

"I guess I played matchmaker a little too well. Now I've got no one to enjoy the party with... except you, would you like to do anything, Amber?"

"Um I don't know I think maybe get a drink, i could use a drink."

Not thinking Amber reached out and took Dave's hand in her own, leading him to the kitchen were they could get a real drink not just punch or pop.
 
"Yeah, that sounds just about right," He led her into the kitchen. The party outside had been gettin hectic, fun, but mostly a larger party. No way to really get to know someone, have any fun.

Inside the kitchen there wasn't anyone. Ginny had been in charge of preparing everything, and she was out with Scott now. They were all alone. He took out a couple of glasses, pouring her something nice and strong.

"There you are," He handed it to her, leaning up against the kitchen counter.

"So, how've you been doing? What have you been up to Amber? I haven't seen you in a long time. You still working at the hospital?"
 
Taking my drink I take a sip "yeah i am still at the hospital, really busy, glad school is over now, but the hours are long and i don't really have time for things now, I can't even get time in wit your sister, maybe i well stay here this weekend, I have it off so i could spend some time with both of you, I miss hanging around wit you and Ginny."

Pinking up my drink i take another sip, it is kinda strong but i don't mind it tastes so good and it is so hot in the kitchen.
 
"Yeah? That'll be fun. After the barbecue most of the party is going down to the lake to watch the fireworks. So, we'll have the place mostly to ourselves. That should be pretty fun."

He didn't know why, but it sounded like a lot of fun to be alone with Amber right now. He finished off his drink, getting himself another one. He helped her fill hers as well.

"So, any guys I should know about? Did you say you were dating someone last time you were here? How has it been?"
 
"Are you insane?!" She spat at him. "What makes you think that I wanted it? What the fuck is wrong inside that head of yours?" She took her fist and knocked on the side of his head as if to see if there were any brains inside. "You are completely twisted Scott, completely twisted". She shook her head in disgust.

She suddenly felt his hands around her neck. She gasped for air and began to struggle under his grasp. She took one of her own hands and began to pry at him trying to get him to stop. She didn't want him to own her. Not the entire weekend, not ever. She didn't belong to anybody. Her face was beginning to turn colors and she thought she would pass out, but then he slowly let go and she doubled over and breathed in deeply trying to get air into her lungs. He began to fondle her again. Her entire body tensed and she feared the worst.

He brought her back up and pressed his lips against hers. Fiery hot kisses. She could sense that there was something else behind his kisses besides wanting to rape her. He wanted to be close to her. He didn't know how to have normal relationships because of what his father had done to him, this is all he knew. His lips were soft and full and he kissed quite well. She briefly enjoyed it but she suddenly became scared again and pushed him away.

"You won't kill my father. I won't let you kill my father, nor will I let you kill my brother or Amber." He was using fear to control her. "What do you want from me?" She yelled desperately at him. She didn't know what else to do. "How am I supposed to obey you? I don't understand what it is that you want. Do you want me to be your girlfriend and have a relationship like that with me? Do you just want to hurt me and abuse me? Do you want me to be defiant or do you want me to enjoy it? I am confused Scott and I wish you would just tell me what the fuck it is you want!" Her whole body shook as she said this.

Maybe she could nurture him back to good health again. Maybe he needed somebody to be there and hold him and love him. She wasn't sure. What did abused people need in order to get better? She looked into his eyes again and sighed.

"Scott you are so lost. I can see a little boy inside of you crying out for help, for love" She suddenly cupped his face and moved closer. "Can't you see that what you are doing, how you act is wrong?" He remained silent and just stared at her. She decided that he was a lost cause. He would probably never change. She crossed her arms over her chest and turned away from him. "I want you to stay the hell away from me tonight and this entire weekend. I am going to be with David and Amber and the rest of the guests. Go find somebody else to bother!" She started to walk away but she heard him coming after her again.

Scott was obsessed with her. He wanted her all to himself. He wanted to control her and dominate over her. He wouldn't be happy until he could have what he wanted. She suddenly stopped walking and turned around to face him again. "What are you going to do, rape me again right out in front of everybody?"...
 
"That is exactly what I am going to do."

He pushed her, hard enough to fall against the wall this time. He wanted to have her on the ground for this, but the wall would do nicely. He pinned her against it, his body pushing into her, against her, finding the right balance to keep her there.

They were in the side yard, closed off by two wooden gates. At the moment no one could see them. People didn't come in here, this was just a side entrance for storage, things like the water hose and the lawnmower.

On the other side of the fence the people were laughing and chatting, eating burgers and telling war stories.

Scott had his hand up her cunt, roughly pushing fingers into her. He had her head against the wall, holding her there, forcing her to take it, and take him.

"You just be quiet," He whispered, running his hand up her dirty little cunt, "This will be over in just a minute."

He was pulling her panties off to the side, as his own bulge grinded into her. Large, intact, wonderful against the smooth curvy buttcheeks of her ass. It seemed to like it there. He would have to take her ass soon enough.

Maybe tonight.

He used one hand to hold her, while the other fumbled through his jeans, pulling out his hard red cock.
 
poohlive said:
"Yeah? That'll be fun. After the barbecue most of the party is going down to the lake to watch the fireworks. So, we'll have the place mostly to ourselves. That should be pretty fun."

He didn't know why, but it sounded like a lot of fun to be alone with Amber right now. He finished off his drink, getting himself another one. He helped her fill hers as well.

"So, any guys I should know about? Did you say you were dating someone last time you were here? How has it been?"

Amber smiled, not knowing why she liked the idea of being alone with Dave they had always jsut been friends, her best friends little brother, not that him being younger should matter to her or anything it was just that she hadn't noticed how great he was until the last little while and she was still adjusting to it.

Thinking about his question it had been a while since she was around, she wondered if she had even gotten a chance to tell Ginny yet, well she would have the whole weekend.

"No, no guys I should tell you about, the last one couldn't handle my crazy schedule, I was still taking courses and working at the hospital so he was getting to see me like never, and he called it quits. To bad though now that summer is here I well have a lot more free time since I have no classes."

Not quite knowing why I smile at him, he was so sweet, Ginny was lucky to have a sibling, i was an only child, which is why me and Ginny were so close, we were like sisters.

"What about you, you got a cute little girlfriend back at school, or what?"
 
"I did... but she went back home to Ohio. The day she went back she dumped me though. The very day, can you believe that? I think she was just waiting to leave so she could do it over the phone, and not have some guilty conscious when she went back to her ex."

He sighed, taking a nice large gulp from his drink, feeling it burn deep down in his belly. It felt good, very good.

"IT's ok though. We didn't have much there. It was mostly sex. And, while that is good, mind you. If there's not that spark there, that connection, then what is the point?"

The kitchen seemed all to quiet at that point, and all too comforting. It felt good actually, he didn't want to go out to the party, didn't want to talk to anyone else. Would be nice to just sit back and relax, share some good memories.

"Never did have much luck with women though. I always seem to find the insane ones."
 
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