"Beg louder.  I want my brother to hear you."  he laughed maniacally as he stepped over to her, standing in the space of the floor between the bar and her crotch, "Beg even louder then that!  I want London to hear you!"  He bent down, resting his hands on her thighs.<br/><br/>"I'm going to take your virginity.  You'll be nothing but a whore.  No man will marry you.  You'll have nowhere to go but here, where you'll be displaced and teased and fucked like an animal.  How does that make you feel, Christine the Flower Girl?  How does that make you feel?"  He smiled as he moved his hands up her stomach reaching the globes of her breasts.<br/><br/>He kept leaning forward until he was above her face.  He grabbed her hair swiftly pulling her head back and forcing her mouth open for a kiss.  A passionate, uncaring, hard and soft kiss, distracting her as he placed himself at her entrance.