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sample rape videos "rapevideos" story: " I figured that I was in for a little bit of fun this flight, at the young lady's expense. I went back to my book and my music, and tried not to pay too much attention to her, since I didn't want to get either of us in trouble with her parents. But, from San Francisco to Phoenix, every time I glanced over her way, she was sitting there staring at me, with that gorgeous, wide-eyed innocent look. I would smile at my private joke, or raise one eyebrow slightly, or just shake my head and look away. Each time, the result was the same -- she'd give a little swallow, and then shiver slightly, as if somebody had just run their fingers up her spine. And of course, from the way I was looking at her, there was no telling what kind of touches she was imagining. Anyway, her parents didn't seem to notice, or mind, and I figured my fun would be over when I had to go to my connecting flight in Phoenix. The plane touched down, and the pilot came on announcing that we had landed, and that all passengers should leave the plane, and told us where to catch our connecting flights. Throwing one last smile at Maria, I grabbed my backpack and suitcase, and headed for the waiting area to wait out the three hours for my connecting flight. Needless to say, I was a little surprised when she and her parents came and sat down in the same area, just a few seats away from me. To Be Continued in chapter 2: "Getting to Know You" "Getting to Know You" I resumed reading my book, by this time almost finished with it, doing my best to ignore Maria and her parents. What had been harmless fun on the plane could get me into serious trouble if I kept it up here in the terminal. But, I could feel her eyes on me, and occasionally glanced over. She had a book of her own, one of those teen romances written specifically for girls like her, but she didn't seem to be making much progress with it. I noticed at one point that her mother had gone off, probably to the ladies' room or to have a cigarette. Starting to feel a little uncomfortable myself, I put down my book and headed off in search of the men's room. Seeing that she was still watching me, I said to her, "Could you keep an eye on my stuff while I'm gone?" She smiled (gods, what a smile she had) and said, "Sure, no problem." I crossed paths with her mother as I was leaving the waiting area, and then decided to take a little walk around and get a snack. I knew I'd left my luggage in good hands... continue -> rape paysites |
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