Try it, you pathetic son of a bitch... and everything you've felt up to now will seem like being tickled with a feather."She stood slightly crouched, ...eight balanced on the balls of her feet; her posture reminded me of the hand to hand combat lessons from boot camp."Come on... what are you waiting for?" I stepped closer, till we were within arms reach. "I'll make it easy for you." I linked and climbed inside.Anger and rage were warring with fear and desire, several sets of each fought for. But even that does not stay dry for long; with a single jerky bob, she disappears under the water, finally succumbing to the aquatic rape that was all the time inevitable. Immediately she shoots out of the water, breathing heavily, her hair tangled around her face like seaweed. I take a sip of iced tea, tilting the glass so the ice cubes can fall one by one into my mouth. But the melted cubes are melded together; they stay at the bottom of my glass until I give it a few hard shakes. For. When I was done talking he said gently You are fine. I do not think so. I said emotionally. No, you are F.I.N.E. It means Fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic, and Emotional. F.I.N.E. He said gently while smiling. I laughed while wiping my eyes and nodded. Come on, you need to talk and I have time to listen. he gestured for me to walk with him. I have no idea why he was being so kind, not at that point. He lead me down the street into a comfortable restaurant and we got a booth. When the waitress. Seeing pictures of studly guys with big hard dicks and women on their knees about to suck or be fucked by them, made me drool. I wanted to be the woman in the pictures. I had fantasies of sucking those guys hard dicks and having them fuck me. Unfortunately for me I grew up in a small town and finding someone whose cock I could suck was not really possible.It wasn't until I was a lot older that I was able to go to nearby bigger towns and find the gay hangouts. I still remember the first guy I.