The next thing I knew Scott hovered over me and look directly into my eyes. His weight pressed me into the couch. "You know I'm beginning to suspect if you are as innocent as you claim to be"
"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked as I turned my face to the side not looking him in the eyes.
Then I felt something, it was his warm, rough hand skimming under my dress and working its way up the inside of my thighs. I closed my legs tightly as I felt his fingers kneading the skin on the inside of my thigh.
I whimpered and struggled underneath him, whatever he was doing. It was wrong, so very wrong.
He leaned in, and in... unless his nose was touching my cheek. He laughed against my skin and I closed my eyes, I don't know if I was afraid or having a heart attack or I was about to die but this all ma
