She threw on a pair of black stiletto heels, bolted down the stairs, and locked up. Her incredible body sauntered towards the limo as the driver, mask...d, came around and opened the door. He handed her a piece of paper and had her read it before she was allowed to enter. Eagerly she opened it and read the typed instructions: Rules for Halloween Evening 1.Do not speak until you arrive at party. 2.If you do speak, you will be let out of the limo at that point. 3.You will have to follow all rules. I decided I needed one more yellow Pepsi.Lily was tending bar. I raised my empty bottle begging her for one more fill up. I’d gotten a small raise the week before and I was celebrating drinking Heineken, how high tone is that!“Ready for one more?” she said.“Yeah,” I said. She smiled“That guy down the bar says it’s on him,” she said. I turned to see who she was talking about; it was the guy in the t-shirt; the only guy in a t-shirt anywhere to be seen. Well, it was almost midnight. I gave him a. I went to bed that night and I would have thought that after all of the fucking Brandi and I did I would have easily fallen asleep. I couldn’t. I wasn’t thinking about Brandi. Yes, she excited me and was in my blood. I had fallen so deeply in love with her I couldn’t believe it and it wasn’t just about the sex although fucking her was (and is to this day) exhilarating (yes even as old as we are, when we fuck it is exhilarating). I was thinking about the next month: June. I was graduating in. I think it’s precisely because this copulation, this mechanical sex act is so impersonal, so degrading, that I’m getting excited. That’s what turned me on.That knowledge should have bothered me more than it did. I can’t help it. It seems to be the way I’m wired now. Or at least that’s the way that I’m wired since Cory took control of my life. That’s what gives Cory so much power over me. It’s his ability to humiliate me and somehow make me enjoy it.I’ll admit that I came close to an orgasm.