She walked to the base of the room and stopped. Stacy found Randy leaning against the post of the bed, with the cover over his private. He smirked...again. She walked slowly to the bed and crawled over his legs, making her way one top of his abs. Slowly, she revealed what was under the robe, nothing. She tossed her robe to the corner. His smirk grew wider. She let her hair down in perfect waves. He shot up and tossed her over. Starting from the neck he worked his way down. Randy kissed and licked every known place possible. He drew himself back up. She constantly pulled his hair and scratched his back. He separated her legs ...
Then Randy flipped himself over letting Stacy rest on top of him. She sat up and began to grind. He held on to her waist, moving with her. It was a long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time before they stopped. When Stacy finally awoke she saw Randy sleeping beside her. She slipped out of the bed and into the bathroom with her clothes. When she got out the coast was clear and she was set to leave. Little by little tears stroked down her face. She was expecting Amy to come after her in about five minutes. When she climbed down the stairs Stacy opened the door and it was shut again. Randy looked at her with furious eyes as he locked it.
"Where do you think you're going?"he backed up on her.
"I'm leaving! What the fuck do you think I'm doing?"Stacy screamed. "I didn't want to do anything, especially you!" Randy looked angrier. "You forced me into screwing you!" He stared at her with hard eyes. It was only a moment later when Randy struck her across the face.
"Get out,"Randy told her. "Get the fuck out!" He pushed her outside as more tears ran down her face. When she was shoved outside, Amy showed up in time to save her. Stacy climbed into her friend's purple BMW. Randy couldn't bare to look at her and shut the door. Amy's car ran off into the middle of the high way.