“No. ‘What a horrible nightmare!’ she thought to herself, still not able to calm her nerves or her heartbeat. Xxnx “What are you doing?” she cried, but he was strong and his powerful grip was impossible to escape. “Where is everyone?” Tavia asked in a voice so quiet it was barely above a whisper. She loved the weekends, they were the only time she got to escape the hell that was her house. It was a sunny Saturday morning, and although it appeared warm through her bedroom window, Tavia quickly learned that the cool autumn air had a bit of a bite to it. He unzipped his fly and pulled his briefs down enough to let his raging hard on emerge from his hand.
