I decided to stop. I changed the sheets, even though not much of Toby’s cum had made it to the sheet.Four days later, I was masturbating in bed and ...oby opened my door and walked in. I’d only been pleasuring myself for about three minutes, just thinking, no laptop videos or anything. I’d been thinking about an old boyfriend, one from several years ago, who had been particularly good in bed. My son had a towel in his hand.“Toby,” I said, “you’re supposed to knock before entering, you know.”I. You simply weren't allowed in those areas.I hesitated for a moment, to see if there was anything more you had to say. When silence reigned, I left the room and returned to my office to study the charts of yet another 'mind wipe' patient, this one of the other gender. In all, I was supervising 17 patients. Some were only just now beginning their drug-induced amnesia procedure, others had new 'life stories' which would enable us to sell them to their new 'owners', and still others were somewhere. "That booty of yours sure is something, isn'tit? I was thinking of letting you off today with a blowjob - but now I'mthinking I just HAVE TO fuck your little shitter raw!"Any hesitation I had from losing my anal virginity the day before wasgone. After how he had aggressively manhandled my womanly curves, Igreatly desired to be used. I wanted to feel his cock inside me, Iwanted him to use my tight ass to pleasure himself - I wanted him to cumdeep in my bowels. I quickly swung my leg over Ron so. One will have to read each of the preceding stories to keep up – although I will try and keep it distiguished – but no promises – so, I am starting this out in the non-erotic section, and it will bounce around to the different catagories, but each will be labeled with My Life in a Year. Enjoy, and send me feedback! *** January 1st, 2006 If you are reading this, then I must have survived. If you are reading this, my story was told, my adventures brought to life and my body, hopefully, is still.