She couldn’t let them hurt her. Mike’s voice carried, cutting through the silence. xxx 18 His voice was low, teasing. Her throat burned, her gag reflex threatening to kick in, but she forced herself to keep going, her movements mechanical, her mind numb. She stopped outside her bedroom door, her hand resting on the knob, her breath shallow. Slowly, she slid the panties down her legs, stepping out of them and her heels, sliding them with the rest of her cloths. Her eyes flicked to Tiffany one last time, the girl’s face pale, her lips pressed into a thin line. “Uh-uh,” he said, his voice taunting. His eyes were fixed on her, roaming from her waist to her legs, his smirk deepening as if he knew exactly how unnerving his stare was.
