"And, if we can't talk on the phone, I think it would be better to meet on neutral ground." Why, so you can just walk off and continue avoiding and ig...oring me?" she asked. "Nope, we need to get this over with and get back to normal." How do you define normal?" I asked."You ask the oddest questions." she said. "Now where do you live?"I gave her my address, but told her I'd meet her in the common area, near the building's lobby.10 minutes later, she stepped into the room and every person there. Someone got tired of listening to her scream and pulled out a ball gag to shut her up and men cheered. They started putting lit cigars and cigarettes up her cunt and laughed as she struggled until her dripping cunt put them out. Then they'd fuck her some more, taking turns, all of them finally pumping their cum into her. Someone tied her hands together then tied them to one of the hooks hanging from the low ceiling of the club. Men fucked her from behind, two and three at a time while. I believe she did circle the room, but I couldn't check without her seeing me. When I returned to my spot in the racks of books, she was back in her chair. She was organizing her materials and putting some things away, so I thought she might leave. Then she pulled a paperback book that had no cover out of her back pack and started reading it. As she did so, she was again swinging her foot and leg back and forth. After about 5 minutes of this, she started swinging her leg more forcefully and. My father was never devout. He just used Catholicism to control his other tools, my mother and siblings. I can't say that it is worse than any other faith. It just isn't for me.And so I am here to tell you about two women who have had a tremendous influence on my quest for moments of Inner Peace and who have recently given me an evening of experiences that will be remembered as some of the highest points in my life. But before I detail the giving of that experience I will endeavor to explain.