’ No I wasn’t. ‘Want me to come over?’ But the friend in me couldn’t allow for such suffering on my sweetest friend’s part. ‘No, I don�...�t want to be here right now. Can I come over?’ She asked in such a small voice it almost made me start crying myself. ‘Of course, honey. You know you never have to ask.’ Fifteen minutes later I heard my doorbell ringing. I pulled open the door and wrapped my arms around the crying figure of my best friend. She was so soft and warm. I loved holding her and it. Persephone and I held each other in the water as we kissed, and as our hunger rose I guided her toward the steps and the soft grass and shade beside the pool. We didn't rush. When I had her squirming I knew the moment was upon us."Sam, if you don't come inside me right now I'm going to scream. I mean it."I knew she could scream. For such a petite girl she had a really strong set of lungs.I entered her easily. She was wet, I was hard, and in a second I was home, firmly lodged. There was no way I. .. I can separate myself from the pain it causes. When I do that, the pain ... disperses ... so that it's not so intense. When that happens, then my whole body tingles with sensation ... with energy. It's an incredibly sexual experience – almost like being made love to with the point of a dagger."'Does that make sense? Will he think I'm crazy? Does he realize I've become a slut for pain?'"But," she concluded. "I need you to take it out of me, otherwise, we'll never make it to the George's. Baggy Pants was pulling at her shirt. Afro Guy was reaching for her shorts. The other guy, the only white guy there with them, was trying to kneel on the ground in front of her. She had her hand on top of his head. She was looking around at them, like a kid in a candy store not knowing where to start. She yelped as one of them was going for her bra. Afro Guy was pulling out a cell phone.She finally noticed me but didn’t see the scowl I was giving her and her new friends.She giggled at me and.