I remember seeing you for the first time, your eyes stole my spirit pulling it right out of my body to dance with yours. I was dumbstruck by everythin... about you, once again a bumbling teenage, at my age it was ridiculous and embarrassing. But you knew and you said later that is what brought you closer to me, made you bold to take what you wanted…, and needed. My life with you was like a miracle told in biblical proportions, words like huge, unbounded, never ending, angelic, heaven on earth…,. It doesn't mean that these guys would be boring in general, but I like the first message to be more creative.For example there was a guy who was asking me, if I'd like to drive with him in his car to a lonely place, where he can fuck me hard and rough. I've replied to him and we started to get to know each other a little bit at first. Where we come from, what we like to do, what we don't like to do, all that good stuff. Then he was asking me, if I can describe to him how I look like, but I. When he died, it was the worst day of my life. He wouldn't even be dead if it wasn't for me and I have to live with that every bloody fucking day of my life. And and and and.... *sob* if your some kinda... *sob* sick joke, I will wipe your existence from everyone's... *sob* mind.Power Girl ran to the woman breaking down crying and cradled the woman in her arms. At first the tear filled woman resisted the blonde woman's embrace, but succumbed to her emotions and let herself wallow with this. “I’ll just get these wrapped for you,” she told her.Moments later she returned with the bag. “I’ve also put a hairbrush inside for Paulo’s use.”“Hairbrush?”She smiled. “Paulo likes to use the hairbrush at times too,” she said with a wink of the eye. “He’s quite adept at using it, believe me!”I smiled. I had got the impression that she had tasted Paulo’s discipline at first hand and I began to imagine her across his knee and getting a good spanking with the brush. We met Maria in the car park.