It felt good, satisfying in a way she didnt want to admit. It also made her need to pee, desperately, and she felt at the metal over her crotch. It at...least had holes. She couldnt help herself – whatever was inside her was pressing against her bladder. Hannah sat down hard on the toilet, staring at the padlock between her legs as she relieved herself. Last night was a blur of lights, noise, and pattering rain. She concentrated, trying to remember details. The clicking of the conductors hole. I shifted my major to agricultural management. I liked my new major a lot better than the MBA I had been studying for even though it would cost me another year in school. As the University conferred my Master’s degree on me, they also offered me a scholarship to the PhD program, which I gratefully accepted. During my second year of study, I met another PhD student. Her name, oddly, was Sheila Bates. I started dating her and immediately the old warning bells rang in the back of my mind. But one. Hell, I even surprised myself, but I didn't stop. I screamed at him, "What in the fuck do you think you're doing? This is exactly what you wanted from me, and this is how you repay me? I'm telling you right now to either suck his black cock or get the hell out of here and I'll do it myself! I swear to God though, if you quit now I will fuck every black man I can find but you will be completely locked out!"Tony, his cheek now red with a clear outline of my hand, looked wide-eyed at me, but. I knew she thought I was a bit childish and didn’t care about boys but that wasn’t true. I thought about them often and even had dreams that made me wet in the morning. I just didn’t like to talk about it.Hanna and her friend often talked about boys but when they did, I left. I liked Jack, maybe not in a sexual way, but I thought he was cool and cute. I knew that he watched me and when he did, I became warm all over. My dad would kill me if he knew and probably cut Jack’s balls off. I had seen.