Gloria smiled, "I guess he will be facing justice. After whatever jail time he serves he will be required to register as a sex offender."
I simply felt some relief but feared those pictures be in the evidence collected by the police. The next day a FEDEX package arrived for me. It was from Lucas. The note read, "All pictures of you and other women have been destroyed. Enclosed are five pairs of bra and panties. We weren't certain which ones were yours, so we sent them all to you. That scum bag showed no remorse, so we had to have a serious conversation. I suspect he will spend time in prison. Hope you have a good life, Lucas."
Relieved, I knew other women had also suffered and thanks to Gloria's family justice would be served. Although still struggling to get back to normal, I resumed my college life.
Part 5
Ana continued to share. "My Sophomore and Junior year were typical college years. Excelling math classes became a passion. This resulted in making the Dean's List both years. My social life was somewhat limited due to my work schedule and not having a special guy. Gloria and some of her friends became my primary social group. Friday nights at the local bars and attending college parties at fraternities comprised my entire social activities."
During the summer, "I worked for Nielson Company in Pittsburgh as a data compiler. That is a fancy name for a person who does statistical analysis of data collected from the company's various survey projects. I earned very good money for a college student. This experience would help me land my first job."
As Ana continued to share her college experiences I sensed she achieved a great deal of academic and money during those years but was unhappy. As a tall woman with small breasts she apparently believed she was not attractive. She thought men were not looking for girls like her. From my where I sat nothing could be further from the truth. One of the challenges of being in nude is that when an erection happens, it's hard to hide. At that moment looking at her, hiding my problem became awkward.
Ana continued, "My Senior year started like the previous two years. Then in a history class I met Darren. He was tall, handsome, a cheerleader for the Penn State football team, and very charming. I fell in love almost immediately. He liked me as well and for the first time in my life I had a real romantic relationship. It was wonderful as we got together for studying, dates, dinners, and just hanging out."
The look in her eyes told the story. She was in love and still had warm feeling about that relationship.
She continued. "Darren was a member of Alpha Omega fraternity. Very popular, his charisma allowed him to do just about anything. The fraternity had a room in their house called the "Bomb Shelter". This was a room in the basement with an outside entrance used by servants when the house was owned privately. The chapter president was the only one who had the key. Junior and seniors could request the use of the "Bomb Shelter" to take their girlfriends for a "quiet night". If the president agreed, they could use it and like Las Vegas, "What happened in 'Bomb Room' remained in the 'Bomb Room'."
"On a cold Saturday in February Darren got the key and I was introduced to this world. He took me into the small room which had a bed, dim lighting, two chairs, a small refrigerator, and an attached bathroom. Within a few minutes of enter we passionately kissed and very quickly my clothes came off. Darren proceeded to give me a full body massage. It was wonderful as his strong hands moved over my body. Within a few minutes he reached my private parts that had not been touched or seen since Whitman had attacked me. At first, I became very tense, but Darren's soft words and stroking eased my fears. Sone his fingers probed my vagina and I was overcome with excitement. Within a few minutes I had a real orgasm that shook me."
"Darren finally stripped and laid on top of me and penetrated with his strong cock. We spent the entire day fucking. I was never so sexually excited and satisfied. It was wonderful. Like you, Darren quickly learned that rubbing my breasts could drive me crazy. After sucking my nipples for several minutes he rolled me over on my stomach. Then he said he would give me a wonderful feeling. By that he wanted to have anal sex. Having suffered under Whitman, I objected and told him no. He respected my wishes. After a wonderful day we left "Bomb Shelter". Darren bought pizza at Tommie's Pizzeria and eventually I got back to my room. The next morning Darren had to leave for a job interview in New York for a position with Citi Bank."
Ana's mood changed as she continued. Tears appeared in her eyes. "Darren's interview went well and he would be offered a position upon graduation in May. I was getting very serious about him as we became a couple. My world changed after attending a fraternity party with him in early March. Billed as a "St Patrick's day Warm-Up" party, everyone dressed in green outfits and the fun began. Unfortunately, at that party was a very cute redhead with blue eyes and big boobs. Darren left me standing alone while he introduced himself to her. In that moment I knew my fantasy relationship was over. A few days after the party we broke up. Darren took the position in New York. His new girlfriend went with him. They eventually got married and have a family."
The look of a devastation flashed over Ana's face. It was clear she had lost a true love. Another man had used and discarded her. The emotional loss remained after all those years.
At that moment I smiled and told Ana, "Darren was really a dumb ass to let a wonder woman like you get away. You are very special."
My efforts to cheer Ana up met with a weak but not quite believable smile. So, I asked, "What happened after you graduated?"
Regaining her composure, she said, "I graduated with honors in math. I was offered a job with Google in California. My background in math and work with Nielson made me a perfect candidate for several positions available in the company. With a certain amount of fear, I moved away from my family and friends to a new world. I suspect that my break-up also helped in making my decision for a fresh start."
She continued, "At first, Google was an exciting place to work. Assigned to the department that developed and tested statistical analysis of consumer patterns of Google users, I quickly learned that there was a prescribed way of thinking. The established procedures were never to be questioned. I found this very strange since Google was a tech company. I soon learned you either followed the "party line" or you became an "outsider". As an outsider you were left out of the decision-making process and your ideas were discounted. Sometimes my ideas were discounted and then proposed by someone else who received the credit. I became increasingly disillusioned."
I interrupted. "Ana, you haven't had breakfast. Let me fix you some eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice. It's not Bob Evans but you need to eat something."
Smiling, she said, "You would cook breakfast for me? My dad was the last one to fix me breakfast. I would really enjoy watching you cook."
I smiled and said, "You have given me a high bar to meet. I am sure no one can cook like your dad."
We started walking to the kitchen when we passed the wall of mirrors. Ana stopped and said, "I am one ugly looking girl. I am too tall, my boobs are too small, my ass is too fat, and my feet are too big."
Hearing her comment, I said in a firm voice, "Ana, stop and turn around and bend over." She reluctantly obeyed, I gave her two strong swats on her bottom.
"Ok, Ana turn around and listen to me or you will get a real spanking. First you are not too tall. You are six-foot, and I am six feet two inches. Second, your boobs aren't too small and as I learned yesterday they are magical. Third, you have a very nice ass which I admire. Finally, as I learned in Walmart you wear a size 11 shoe and mine are size 12. So how does it feel to be a "shorty" with a beautiful ass and small feet? Besides you are a very beautiful woman and I afraid my erection is giving that secret away."
Ana had tears in her eyes and blushed. She grabbed my hand but said nothing. She didn't need to.
"Ok, it's time for your chef to get to work. Fill up your coffee and you sit and talk with me. Because I will be cooking I am going to put on my gym shorts and shirt. Nothing stinks like hot bacon grease." Ana laughed and poured a fresh cup of coffee.
It didn't take long before the bacon was cooking. Bread was in the toaster and orange juice poured.
"How do you like your eggs?" I asked. Ana simply said, "Any way you like cooking them."
"How does scrambled with a little cheese mixed in sound?" Ana responded, "Do you know my dad? That is the way he always fixes them. Go for it."
As we ate breakfast I asked, "Tell me more about your time at Google."
Ana said, "Well, there's not much else to say. I stayed with the company for 3 years. At some point I could not take the "group think" and culture of the company. While working at Google I shared an apartment with an American Airlines flight attendant, Lucy Krushinski. Her grandparents migrated from Poland in 1938 fearing a war with Germany. She is a great person. Fun to be with and very straight forward in letting you know what is on her mind. That was very refreshing after being at work all day. Lucy flew international routes and was out of the apartment a great deal of the time. Her boy Bruce was a pilot for American. A former Navy pilot he was one very handsome guy. When Lucy and Bruce had a party, it was a real party. I really liked being with them."
"Lucy kept trying to find a guy for me. Bruce brought several of his Navy buddies over, but we never seemed to connect. Again, being a very tall woman is not as attractive to most men as the blonde, 5 ft 6in tall girl with big boobs." Lucy and I traveled together several times which was fun. She used her perks with the airline to fly for free and she got me some real deals. We visited Hong Kong, Tokyo, and Hawaii together. It was fun just being a tourist."
