" nice to meet you" " you too" as I said that something in her eyes seemed suspicious. My acting can't be that bad, or maybe it's the smell of sex still in the air. She came to drop off some of his things from when they were married. When she left he dropped the box and ran over to me on the couch. His lips pressed hard against mine as he pushed my legs open and lowered himself on me. Don't do it! I kept telling my self to run, but I couldn't. His tongue slipped past my