She always uses me like her slave and I know the truth but still get controlled by her beauty. She is damn beautiful. Yesterday she took my notebook t... copy the homework. She came near me.“New hairdo, dork. Suits you. I copied the notes so come to my house and my little brother will give it to you.”“Can’t you even say ‘Thanks’? “, I replied.“Whatever. Thanks, dork.”“You are welcome, bitch”, I said. Whoa! That was insane. She would screw me now.She stood right there speechless. I had to get my. Geostationary above Mars. Unmanned. Nothing to report. All systems functioning.*Earth date 2nd April, 2121. Time 15h05m23s GMT. Space Station Alpha 69. Geostationary above Mars. Unmanned. Nothing to report. All systems functioning.*Earth date 3rd April, 2121. Time 10h23m19s GMT. Space Station Alpha 69. Geostationary above Mars. Unmanned. Nothing to report. All systems functioning.*Earth date 4th April, 2121. Time 16h02m45s GMT. Space Station Alpha 69. Geostationary above Mars. Unmanned. Nothing. It was kind of weird to see my own body naked. I had to wonder if other guys thought I was hot. I’d never been a gym rat, but I liked to think that I’d kept myself in shape. My pecs and biceps were toned, and my abs were flat. But I was still nervous.I’d heard gay guys were obsessed with looks, and were notoriously judgmental. I couldn’t tell if the stereotype was true, but I didn’t want to leave anything to chance. I wasn’t sure I qualified as a twink, but I also wasn’t sure I was a jock. "I have white wine, too. I really had no idea what to have available." Scotch is just fine. With water?" she asked as she moved to stand close to me in front of the dresser. She smelled fresh, sweet; not like any perfume I'd ever smelled before."I hope you don't mind my fingers," I said as I started to reach into the ice bucket."Let's see," she said, grabbing my hand just before I reached the ice cubes and raising it in front of her face. She studied my hand for a second, then placed the tips.