Tuesday January 13, 2025, London
« But where am I » Gwen wondered in the middle of the night before remembering the crazy night she had just experienced. She watched Julien sleep and thought that in other circumstances everything would have been different. She gets up pretending that she had to go to the toilet when Julien opened an eye. Once in the bathroom, she looks at herself in the mirror to take stock of what had happened. She wasn't used to this kind of relationship but didn't regret anything. Julien had seduced her with her shyness and her teddy bear side but she couldn't stay. She gets dressed quickly and then goes to the bedroom door. She turns around one last time to watch this man who could have made her happy if the story had been different. She leaves the room and walks along the walls until she leaves the hotel. She couldn't stop thinking about him. She walked slowly almost regretting her hasty departure. She didn't see the taxi enter the parking lot. The driver was busy consulting his phone and couldn't see Gwen before hitting her violently. Gwen was projected against the windshield and ship behind the car. The frightened driver braked suddenly.
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« Welcome to flight number.... to London... The captain and I wish you a pleasant trip. »
Gwen sits in his seat resting his head on John's shoulder. John is a purebred Californian, brown hair, a five-day beard, brown eyes, the muscular body of a 29-year-old young man. Gwen says « Sweetheart, I'm so happy to go see your family. I love you. ». John without looking away from his phone answers him « Yes yes baby, me too ». She hated when he wasn't watching her and for a few days he's been spending his time on his phone. The plane took off and it was now holding its cruising speed. The light representing the seat belt was off. Gwen was doing everything to get his man's attention. She caressed his leg, tried to kiss him, talked to him but he was still in this damn phone and it exasperated Gwen. She tried one last thing. « Sweetheart, would you like to join me in the toilet in 2 minutes please. I have a surprise for you » she said with a wink. John answered a simple « okay baby » then dive back into his phone. Gwen had been waiting for ten minutes now and began to get impatient. She only wore the sexy underwear set John gave her last week. A black sheer bra in sheer lace, a matching thong and a garter belt attached to her stockings. That's when someone knocks on the door. Panic, Gwen was about to get dressed when she heard John's voice. She opened the door and noticed the smile on her man's face. She felt her sweet feeling of love when she saw this face surrounded by a black beard of a few days, her hazel eyes, her cute dimples, her brown hair and her naughty smile. He enters and then closes the door behind him before someone notices Gwen's outfit. She pushed her man against the door and then kissed her. She descends slowly until she is kneeling facing John. John is athletic and she was able to discern during her descent the tense muscles under her shirt. He had a young, tanned and sexy body of a Californian surfer. She opens the pants and then takes him down to John's ankles. She does the same with her boxer revealing her erect, proud and virile attribute. She wastes no time and wraps it completely in her mouth. She knew that's what her man preferred. She made quick and deep movements. John was moaning while stroking Gwen's hair but he didn't even bother to look her in the eye. She was busy around her machine, stroking the testicles with one hand. She felt her hard and hot limb fill her mouth. She was starting to get really excited. Her thong was getting wetter and wet when she decided to slip a hand into it. She caressed herself at the same pace as her sucks. His tongue was playing with the tip of John's member. She went back and forth between the base and the end. John was exasperated because he didn't like wasting his time with it, he didn't like foreplay. She wanted it, she couldn't take it anymore. She sits up on her legs and then kisses John.
Without further consideration, John returns Gwen to have his back to him, then leans forward. He shifts Gwen's thong then inserts into her abruptly. Gwen was so surprised that she nearly failed. John had never been so violent and he hurt her a little but she didn't prefer to say anything to please her man. She bit her lips so as not to scream in this mixture of pleasure and pain. John grabs his long black hair and pulls them back. With his other hand, he grabs Gwen's hip. He continued like this for long minutes before deciding that he wanted to change the rules of the game a little. He withdrew and then, gently, slipped into her again but into another hole. Gwen was in shock because she had never experienced this and she didn't want it either. But once again, she says nothing for John's happiness. Gwen was in pain, she wanted to cry. He hadn't even bothered to ask her permission but she would probably have said yes because all she wanted at that moment was John's attention. She no longer felt any pleasure, just pain with each thrust of her dear and tender. She decided to caress herself at the same time to, at least, feel a little pleasure. She felt that John took great pleasure in being violent and for a few minutes it even scared her. John muttered and she thought she heard « you like it, slut ». She was shocked and preferred to tell herself that she was wrong. He continued like this for long minutes which seemed like an eternity for Gwen. He pulled out again and then grabs Gwen's hair to kneel. Gwen would have thought he was in a porn movie, she was in shock. He quickly masturbated until he exploded on Gwen's face. All his warm liquid covered a good part of Gwen's face still speechless after what had just happened. He releases Gwen's hair and then pulls up his boxers and pants. Without even taking care to take care of Gwen, he said « thank you baby, it was too good » then he comes out of the toilet, taking his phone in hand while Gwen cleaned his face. Gwen, rushes to close the lock then falls to her knees crying. She felt abandoned and frustrated. He hadn't even had a tender gesture, a look or even a kiss for her but she loves him and she accepts what just happened. After a moment, it was Gwen's turn to come out of the toilet, she had dried her tears then she had returned to sit next to John, her eyes redden by the flood of tears she had shed... Her head hurt and she had trouble Breathe. Gwen says to himself « where am I??? »
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The ambulance arrived almost 20 minutes after the accident. Gwen was lying on the ground, inert. His blood was spreading from his head on the asphalt. She was taken to the hospital as soon as possible, she needed to be resuscitated twice before her arrival. The doctors were busy treating her for several hours when the diagnosis arrived. She was suffering from a concussion accompanied by several other fairly serious injuries but she had come out of trouble.
In view of her identity papers, she was from Thailand. A specialized police team had been dispatched in order to be able to contact his relatives. They did not succeed, even passing through the Royal Thailand Embassy in France, to contact a person of his family. She was alone and unconscious. Wednesday February 5, 2025, London « Where am I » hardly mumbled Gwen, painfully remembering the dream she had just had. A close nurse explained to him what had happened before calling a doctor to come and examine him. The doctor arrives and begins to ask him a few questions like « Do you know what year we are » and Gwen spontaneously responds « in 2024 ». The doctor grimaced a little when he heard the answer but didn't let anything appear. Another question « what is your name », Gwen took a few seconds far too long to answer « g..gwen? ». Then the doctor continued « Do you remember what happened? » And Gwen couldn't answer because she had no memory of it. The doctor continued to examine him before making his diagnosis. She suffered from dissociative amnesia caused by the accident she had experienced. This type of amnesia is very often temporary but it was not sure that it regained the memory of the events that took place up to 48 hours before the accident. Following the doctor's departure, the police officers responsible for investigating his accident entered. They begin with routine questions, about their identity, origin and destination. She was able to answer on her identity and her origin but not on her destination or even on her relatives and the way to contact them. The police said that unfortunately his phone was broken during the accident. She immediately asked to see her boyfriend, John, but the police told her that, according to their investigation, it would seem that the person accompanying her to London was now in Acapulco but that they had questioned the hotel staff and that they had found The last person who had been in contact with her...
