“Tonight, you’re mine.”I anticipated being with a young woman who had only recently become fully sexual and, because of that, would be driven to...try to cram as much sex into the little time she had left with me as possible.I was wrong.Pretty much all my experience with women, prior to this, had been with women who were my own age. And we, meaning those women and I, had much in common, in terms of being in the same generation, having been raised in generally the same social atmosphere, and so. She never made it home that night, and I left for school without her.Rena caught up with me at lunch and asked me why I hadn't met up with her between classes. I told her that I thought that she hadn't come to school today. Actually, I didn't want to associate with the slut, knowing that she was once again the school punchboard.Rena now went out on weekends; she would be gone until Sunday evenings and sometimes I wouldn't see her until Monday at lunch. She would have rope burns on her wrists. It was a surprisingly large store. The laws of physics being what they are I know that it isn't possible. But it looks much larger on the inside than it does on the outside. All eyes seemed to be on me as I walked around with Mr. Riggs and his friends. We spent the first few minutes looking at dirty books and movies and sex toys. Some of those toys looked pretty interesting! I never realized that there's such a wide variety of vibrators!At first the other customers in the store just watched us. However, he cannot return from the way he came, as a fierce battle wages, and he will be killed if he does. So, continuing as the prospect of dieing seems less and less alien to him, he looks up to see a small lake. Making his way to it, he drinks from it. After the ripples in the water subside, he glances at his reflection. Surprisingly, his face isn't hurt that bad. His black scales still hold their luster, his eyes crimson red, with a small black dot as a pupil. Smiling a little, revealing.