<div class="floatleft">(http://i859.photobucket.com/albums/ab153/karenJ1968/26d97fcf-3f5b-42ae-ad3e-0daaae63c193_zps05b31de6.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Micki<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Living Room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday evening<br/><strong>With:</strong>Frank, Cyrus & Mara<br/><br/>It hurt.  Every movement sent ripples of pain through her.  She cried, screwing her eyes closed, trying not to let the darkness within explode.  She felt her body respond, each thrust made her whimper, tears still in her eyes, the pain was intense but so was the pleasure that was burning in her.  A dark, dangerous pleasure.<br/><br/>"I hate you, you are still an animal" she told him, her body aching for the way she knew he could make her feel.  No one had ever made her feel like he did.  She would never admit it, but she had a feeling he knew exactly what he did to her.<br/>