Was I about to kiss him? Would I scare him off? A million thoughts rushed through my head. Then I had a moment of clarity. I was this woman! I need to...let him take control and do with me as he wished. I wanted him to take control. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror and whispered tonight I become the woman I am.I walked out of the bathroom and began to somber over to Mark and then realized he was sitting on the love seat smoking a joint. As I slowly walk over to him the though of smoking. She starts to get rough with my clit. All of a sudden she bites down on my clit, one of her fangs piercing it. I scream in pain, as loud as I can muster. "Oh baby, I thought you always liked that. And when I used to do this." She jams her clawed finger into my cunt. I feel it slicing away at everything it comes in contact with, I feel more fingers enter me, cutting me to ribbons as she does. She's so far in, she starts to tug on my womb with her nails.I feel blood running down my legs, creating. He was not unattractive with a tall build and strawberry-blonde hair, but I had enough of the hot tub so I wished him a good day and left for the locker room.There were probably seven other guys in the locker room at various stages of undress. I just love locker rooms. All of the casual undressing, the parade to the shower, and the post-shower pat-down. I like the toweling off of a guy’s balls. Be the end the guy’s package looks majestic and proud. But my all-time favorite locker room activity. I have a blind date with Chris for a Rangers and Chicago Blackhawks hockey game. I am nervous about this blind date. I have never met him and don't know much about him. All I know is that we are both hockey nuts and I am older than him. Also I know we will be at opposite sides of the coin. He a Rangers fan and I a die hard Blackhawks fan. We decided to meet at the stadium since I only work a block away. Out readevous point is the ticket pickup booth by a certain door. I told him I would have a.