No, not hated. I loved Wendy, but when she went into this ultra-submissive state, it was almost more than I could handle. It was such an open, uncondi...ional willingness to please me in any way she could that it made me feel unworthy. It didn’t happen often, but it always gave me chills when she simply waited on her knees for me.I’d even gone with Wendy to one of her therapy sessions and with her permission had seen her therapist, Sheila Garvey, a few times, by myself. It had helped me. He stopped stroking, and rose up so quickly his chair fell over with a loud bang. He ran up to Miss Kinzie who was still fumbling for the chalk, bent over, her cunt luring in Marcus.Marcus stumbled over his own feet in haste, he paid no attention to the class being able to see his fully erect junk, (not that they cared, as they were still stroking more fiercely than ever) just staring in complete awe at Kinzie's ass. He was right behind it, and reached down to grab the butt, squeezing it. I was probably the one with the most experience except for some older fellows with lots of French and Indian War combat time under their belts. Most of those veterans had gone further west into the newer territories because that was their way of life and it was unlikely to change anytime soon.My rifle was a simple hunting long gun with an open sight and limited accuracy at distances over one hundred meters. Still, it was better than most of the weapons in the group that were mostly passed down. Jesse looked like a god to him, a statue carved from marble, a perfect image seared into his mind. His exhalation was long and low as he stepped forwards, reached out and crawled up the length of Jesse's legs, never taking his eyes from Jesse's own."You're beautiful." Maxie's words were short of breath, full of emphasis and it made Jesse's heart swell when he heard them. Maxie's hand was hot through the fabric of the sheets, pressing against his erection. "I want to taste you."Jesse swallowed.