He was surprised to feel her hymen tear- he had not expected her to be a virgin, not with a body like that. He pushed on her back, and forced her cheek onto the cool metal of the front of the car. Bhabhi He stopped at the stop sign and sat up for a second to stretch to watch the last golden sliver of sunlight drop below the horizon. He saw, and felt, the white lace thong she had on under her dress, and took a second to appreciate how the material hugged her skin. “You almost fucking killed me.” He said, his voice unnaturally calm all of a sudden. That fucking bitch. He still had hold of her shoulder-length hair, and all of the effort that she had put into straightening it this morning was being undone.




















