I continued my attack. "You're a criminal, Luke. You were before you camehere, and you are now, only this time I have proof. I wonder what thefrat guy... would think knowing that their new pledge got arrested forattempted rape. They might have something to say." Luckily, however, I am forgiving, and if you consent to what I tell youto do for the next hour or two, it's possible that that footage getsdeleted and never sees the light of day. I can't make you any promises,after all, consent cannot be. So most nights I would study in the common room, while the moans and shrieks of his latest conquest wafted down the hall.And then I was allowed to fall asleep to the pervasive odor of pussy.His argument was that he would do the same thing for me. Which was a laugh since I had never actually had the pleasure. Like I said, being a gangly human torpedo has its drawbacks in the sexual experience department.I had a few girls who would condescend to go out with me. But there were rarely second dates.. Ultimately, that’s a revelation you’ve either already seen in action, or are (hopefully) going to discover soon.Why You WriteIt’s super important that you think about these things. Not only are you more able to write according to your passions and understanding who your demographics are, it also helps authors to answer why they write. It’s a very vague question, and it’s vague for a question. Why do you write? Is it for fame? Recognition? Practice? Do you want to make people cum? Do you want to. Thehouse was quiet and empty so I called out, "Ray?"No answer. I slowly walked the long hallway back to his room and slowly andsurely I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex -- the rhythmicpounding, bed squeaking and little high pitched yelps.I stopped dead in my tracks and knew I should turn and leave rightaway. But just the thought of my black stud in there using his magic wandmade me as hard as a rock. I couldn't help it -- I had to take a peek.I slowly walked up to his door and very.