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The Bull Chased the Virgin, But Who Caught Who?
Dave gently caressed Hannah’s hand as they sat in the restaurant. She didn't respond, and casually moved her hand closer to him.
“Hannah,” he spoke softly but with conviction. “I’m going to have you tonight. When we get home.” It was not a question or a demand, it was just a statement.
Her eyes widened and focused on his face. She dropped her fork.
“You’re serious,” she said in a low voice.
“Dead serious.”
Her shocked expression turned to a smile. She opened her hand into his and squeezed.
“Ok then” she giggled.
Three days before she had arrived home from college and found Dave and her mom naked on the couch deep into passionate sex. Her father was sitting beside them enjoying the scene.
That was shocking enough, but since then Dave laser-focused on Hannah. Over three days he took her somewhere at least once a day, hanging with her as much as possible. It was clear what he wanted and she neither encouraged nor discouraged him. He didn’t seem to notice how cooperative she was.
She gulped as she realized what was going to happen.
Clear in what he wanted. She was intrigued, confused, maybe nervous but strangely not scared.
