Get drunk, get laid, get in a fight and get arrested, whatever, but don’t kill yourself.” He made to push past me again and I grabbed his shoulder... and kissed him. I don’t know what made me do it. Desperation, maybe. Insanity was also a possibility. He froze for a moment and then grabbed me and kissed me back, hard and hot. My head spun and my knees felt weak. When I’d said get laid before I hadn’t exactly been offering, I’d meant ‒ He ripped my shirt open, popping off a couple of buttons and. Stupid me; I know.She sips her drink and looks around the restaurant, meeting the gaze of lustful admirers. She talks and I say just enough to let the conversation flow. I allow myself a moment’s introspection. What is it that drives me to help create this fabulous creature, with the sole intention of bringing her down? What is this madness that seizes me and which I can only shake off by seeing her used sexually by others and publicly degraded? And only then will I permit myself to use her.. Simple as that. and I had caused it to be so! Well, well. Grace Creedmoor, you little devil. I chuckled."Something funny back there, Grace?" Burke said playfully.Before I responded, I leaned forward and gave his left asscheek a soft, yet audible, kiss. Look at me! I thought. Kissing a beautiful man's ass! I gave another to his right cheek."Sweet, Grace!" came Burke's words of encouragement."Take your time. Explore. That's it."I rested my face against the warm ass. I was, well,... happy! In an. Too many people only think of themselves and never see the other person.”“You got that right sister. I think I’m doomed to a single life until I get out of this town.”“You and me both Dannie. I’m getting seriously tired of taking care of myself this past year.”“Ummm Hmmm, I hear you on that girl.”They sat for a little longer and Dannie asked, “Brit, you want to hang?”“Dannie, let me be upfront, I need someone to play with. I know I’m not what you’re looking for, but I think we could have some.
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