She just happened to love every second of my lustful satisfaction. That written down in your goddamn scroll?” The fat man snarled at him, his eyes g...owing with a fire similar to Deadman’s, but red in color. “Item. He spoke disrespectfully to the Bearer of Indictments–” The rider flipped him off. “Fuck it on a stick, you fat-assed turd! This is bullshit from beginning to end! You’re accusing me of rape on hearsay? Why not ask the lady herself what she thought it was?” “The point being, that she. For example, I’m walking down the street, looking my best and I pass a man walking in the opposite direction. Our eyes meet and we exchange a smile. He is not necessarily gorgeous (I have a bit of a thing for the quirky underdog). He just has to have something that attracts me. Like me, his mind goes right to taking me. Just as we pass each other, he turns around. I’m still walking away and he comes up behind me. He puts his arms around me. One holding my arms down and the other around my. I thought that was strange that a man was in the bedroom with my Mom. I knew my Father was at work. I took Carol by the hand and pulled her back out the door. I whispered to Carol that Mom had a man in the bedroom with her. We were puzzeled as to why, or what was going on in that bedroom in my house. We went sneeking around the corner of the house and found the window looking into Mom's Bedroom. We were in luck. The curtain on the window was pulled just enough to see inside. My God, there was. As I went along, I got a little more lube and started pushing my finger into my hole, working it open. Once I felt like I was loose enough, I got the toy out and lubed it up. I slowly put the toy to my rosebud and slipped the end in slowly. I felt a little discomfort at first, but I got it in and started the vibration. The discomfort gradually got replaced with a mild pleasure, right up until my probing with the toy found my prostate. It sent shivers of pleasure racing through my body. I left.