He came into my kitchen and noticed the bottle of wine I had left on the counter. He turned his back to me."Oh, do you want a drink?" I said.He had pu... a stack of bills on the counter. Cash. I noticed that I was wet."Of course," Maxwell said. He smiled at me, those cool gray eyes reflecting the blue of my kitchen tiles. My pussy felt a little wetter.He was wearing a suit, which I had never seen before. Maxwell was the star football coach, and he looked like the star quarterback. He usually came. I checked my face, but the cut seemed to have sealed itself, as no more wet blood flowed when I tentatively touched it.I decided I had to get further away before they began searching for me in earnest. I pulled my blood splattered hood up and ran on. I kept going as long as I could, keeping hidden as much as possible. I have no idea what time it was when I had to stop again, but by this point, I had no idea where I was. I managed to find another bush to hide in behind a bench, and collapsed.I. More

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