All of your former friends were female; fortunate considering your talent of relating to women and making them feel truly understood. Why can't they s...are in your money? The rich people in other cities sought you out because of your talent; why could your friends not find work anywhere but in this sinkhole?You hastily amend yourself, as you look around your apartment as if fearing that it will come alive to chastise you. The city is a sinkhole; your apartment is not. Your walls aren't ratty and. Then he took me to his flat one day and he told me he had a special surprise, I walked in and found a total stranger there waiting for me. I had seen the guy around town, everyone thought he was a bit of a pervert, quite scruffy almost tramp looking he was in his 60's, the sort of guy who hangs around playgrounds, jam jar glasses raincoat, a stereotypical perv. I didnt know what he was doing there, but I soon found out.I was introduced to him and he told me how he had seen me about and. “Do you need another cider or do you want to go to bed and sleep?” Again his smile broadened into a grin. “Or would you fuck me here and now?”Can halfway to my mouth I froze. Did he just say that or had I imagined the last bit? “Would you want me to?” Inwardly I groaned. Maybe one day I would attend one of these courses for flirting.Suddenly earnest he sat down next to me on the sofa. “Only if you want it. Don't think you have to, just because you are staying with me.”Slowly I shook my head.. Now an old perverted man wasunfastening my skirt and I was powerless to prevent what was about to happen unless I wanted to spend years in jail. My skirt fell to my ankles and Sharp said,"Step out of it".I did as he ordered.Then he was tugging my tights and pants down.He whispered,"Lift your foot!Bending he removed a hoe and pulled one leg out of my underwear.Then his hand was touching where no other man had touched.I heard fumbling then Sharps hard,hot penis wes pressing against me.A waft of.