‘That was just after Stein died. Did you hope to join her?’ I stood, picked up my recorder and put it in my bag and turned to leave. ‘That was h...w I felt when my Dad died.’ I turned around again. ‘Turn your recorder on again.’ I did so but remained standing. 'If you really want to know about me, stay for dinner. We can have it up in my flat.’ Her flat was legendary, allegedly a huge penthouse above the magazine’s offices. Few were allowed to go there. I agreed and she stood and led me through. Rob moved towards me, and spinning me around pushed my body down on my worktable. He pulled my tracksuit and underpants down, before unzipping himself. All my protests were in vain as he held me down firmly, while verbally abusing me. He growled, “Time to teach a cock-teaser like you some manners.” There was no compassion, as he speared his thick cock into me. Yelping, I begged him to slow down. “Stop whining you fucking sissy,” was his curt reply. Grabbing me by my elbows, he insistently. More

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