MEGHAN
"You and I need to talk, princess," Roger hissed, keeping his hand pressed over my mouth to keep me from screaming, and pinning my body between his and the shed's wall.
Roger was big and arrogant, which implied that, like most men like him, he had one major flaw: he paid little attention to details.
He let out a pained hiss when, accidentally, my knee collided very violently with his balls. Naturally, he curled in on himself, bringing his hands to his groin - and thus leaving me free.
"You and I don't have anything to say to each other at all, you filthy bastard" I growled: there and then, I considered giving him a good thrashing, just to get even - then I changed my mind. I still had to keep Daddy dearest quiet, after all.
So, I left him bellowing curled up on the lawn, an
