” I’m paraphrasing. Give me a break it’s been over 40 years, but the 1000 word and 1000 shades of meaning part is correct and that’s the gist ...f the meaning.As I’ve reflected on it over the years I’ve realized that life itself has many shades of meaning. It’s more precise to say we apply many shades of meaning to life. We use words as one of our ways to describe life so by extension even a word that has only one or two literal definitions can have thousands of shades of meaning to the. ?Oh your feet,? he barked as he grabbed her by the elbow andhalf picked and half dragged her to her feet. He forced the dazed superheroinearound to the back of the couch. ?Please don?t spank me again. I?ll be a good girl. Wasn?t Igood just now? I didn?t bite you, did I?? she asked. ?Why am I saying thosethings,? she thought. ?Hmmm. That?s strange talk for asupposedly dominant superheroine,? he thought to himself. ?I?ll have toremember this.? He leaned her forward against the back of the couch. I couldn't see anything. His cheeks pressed hard against my eyes. I opened my mouth and found I could breath. Each breath tainted with his warmth as I breathed past his balls."Not bad. Comfortable, Slut?" he chuckled. "Not that it matters. I'm comfortable. Now as a point of interest, if you make too much of a fuss down there I will punish you." he rolled his hips forward a little, his balls descended and covered my mouth. With my hands out of commission and my head trapped in his cleft, I. Some days later I was waiting for the bus. I now carried my coat; the rain had cleared and it was now quite warm. When I had got on, I saw her standing further along the bus but she didn’t look my way.There was a vacant window seat. I excused myself to the guy sat next to it and squeezed in. It was a couple of stops later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My heart skipped and I knew I was flushing deep red. I just couldn’t help it.It was barely a moment later when I.