Page 50 of Breaking Her


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"Yes," I said through my teeth.

I wanted to sock him, but I refrained. I had a healthy fear of police. Even I had never hit one before.

"Keep going. What did he do then?"

"He started pulling at my pants, trying to get them down over my hips with the button still fastened."

"Did he succeed?"

"No."

"Those tight jean shorts of yours might have saved you, you know. Were you a virgin?"

I flushed and sat down without asking.

He moved to stand directly over me, and I regretted the decision. "Are you a virgin?" he repeated when I'd been quiet too long.

"I have a boyfriend," I finally gritted out in answer.

"It's a yes or no question, dear girl. Have you had sex?"

"Yes."

"Yes, you've had sex? Or yes, you're a virgin?"

"I've had sex. With my boyfriend."

"How many times? Just once? A few times?"

I blushed and shook my head. "More than a few times."

"How many?"

I shrugged. "I have no idea. I haven't been counting."

"Guess for me. More than a hundred times?"

I glared at him. "Probably. Does it matter?"

"Yes. All of this matters. Guess a number for me, sweet girl. Approximately how many times have you had sex with your boyfriend? Vaginal sex."

"Two hundred."

He looked strange, like I'd riled him.

I started shaking harder, wondering if I could get past him and out the door, or if he'd stop me.

"Two hundred?" he breathed. "Are you messing with me?"

"Like I said, I haven't been counting, but I'd guess closer to two hundred than one hundred." My tone was defiant to hide the fact that he was terrifying me.

"With his dick in you? Two hundred times?"

I barely nodded.

"So your boyfriend puts his dick in your pussy pretty much every spare moment of the day? What else do you do? Does he fuck you in the ass?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I whispered at my lap.

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