Yeah, I get angry, but who doesn't get angry at stupid people when they do stupid things? Just because I don't put up with it I am labeled broken and ...ome quack earns a good living off of pretending to try and fix me. All this asshole does is sit on the chair, ask me stupid shit and want to know my feelings about it. HELLO? I HAVE 'ANGER ISSUES'. IM ANGRY ABOUT IT! What the hell else does he expect from me? Yeah, the meds keep me somewhat sedated. It's weird, honestly. It is almost like they. . * * *Morgana Talon was not going to get tenure. I would see to that. Beingthe deciding vote, I had the power to prevent the college from retainingher. It wasn't that she couldn't teach - she could, and she wasapparently very popular with her students. But since when does thatreally matter to college administration? It was her "scholarship." Morethan that, it was just her. Research topics of faculty in anthropologycan get pretty wacky, but Morgana's. She turned, once again picked up her bag, and walked into the bedroom. She was quite a sight, nude as she was. In the bedroom there was a full length mirror, and king-size bed. Next to the bed was a sofa and chair, in which I wanted her to sit, when she dressed.I just watched in amazement, at the beauty of her nude body. I realized how lucky I was to have a mistress the likes of her. I loved her, and have loved her for years. She was a lady and a slut. Who would ever want anything more?She. My first love, who didn't want to have anything to do with me. I decided then that if she was going to give it up for that Neanderthal football player, I might as well get my shot in, too.The whole thing was like a dream. I stayed over at the kitchen door and saw my body move over towards her. My arms reached around in front of me and slid my shorts and underwear down to my knees. I was as hard as I'd ever been. I took another step and pulled her shorts to the side and jammed my cock into her.