From cruel and unusual bastard to literary genius. Well, many people can’t agree on what to make of me. I’m the writer whose stories show men and ...omen at their best and worst. There are bad men and bad women in this world. The media and society at large thinks of women as saints and heroes while they think of men as villains and buffoons. Well, I think villainy is inherently part of both sexes. I also see television shows and commercials making men look bad while glorifying women. I’m not into. I have never cum that much in my life or so hard. I fell across her chest, not worried about the mess I was falling on, I just wanted to hold her, in fact I even wiggled my stomach on hers to smear my cum all over us, FUCK it felt so sexy, so right! As we lay there in the afterglow of our lovemaking, we hugged and kissed for what seemed like hours, giggling, teasing each other about who cried out the loudest when we came, like teenagers. We didn’t care, we were just happy to have someone to. "Don't give us that shit" Tommy says "You notice. You just think you’re too good for us, with your perfect tits and barely twenty-three year old body" he continues as he climbs on the bed and reaches above her head to the handcuffs. I can’t do anything but watch as the two men climb onto the bed and she tries desperately to push them away, watch and feel sick as Tommy grabs her wrists as pulls her to a kneeling position kneeling behind her, his hands pawing at her breasts making her shudder in. Marko is going to be so pissed!"Just like everything else seemed to be doing today, that one, too, caught me flatfooted. "OK, Camilla, I'm kind of lost here," I said. "Why the hell would Marko be pissed?"She laughed again. "He was our backup, the baritone I told you they had lined up." My mouth fell open again, the thought had never entered my mind. "He was expecting a contract tomorrow," she went on. "He knew we had one last audition, but that it was an unknown. We didn't tell him who, he had.