Amanda couldn’t help but eye James’s body critically as he fiddled with the camera, setting it up to capture her in the most flattering angles. The camera kept rolling, capturing every sordid detail of James’s groping. It was well past midnight when Amanda quietly slipped back into the house, her forced blind date finally behind her. She marched fast through the throng of students, her perfect head held high, but her thoughts were anything but. He clung to Kassie’s leg, his hands digging into her skin through the thin fabric of her fine yoga pants. “Look me in the eyes when I come.”
Amanda did as she was told, staring up at him with a mix of defiance and despair. As she approached, James’s eyes followed her every move, his tongue darting out to wet his thick, pug-like lips. But she kept going, her mouth moving faster and faster, her tongue sliding along his length.
