. no one, that is, except Shelly. Shelly was a willow-thin redhead who lived down the hallway from Marcella her second year of college. Shelly called ...veryone by a shortened version of their name and expected everyone to call her “Shell.” With her winning smile and personality, somehow Shelly could get away with that when no one else could.That wasn’t the only thing she could get away with. Shell was very openly lesbian and made no attempt to conceal her attraction to other women. “If I ever. I had become suicidal at that point and was ready to end it all. They questioned me and that’s when they learned about what Brian was saying and doing to me. The next I knew, but with my agreement, I was in Austin, Texas, being treated for emotional abuse. They had immediately seen the problem for what it was. The Austin clinic verified their analysis.”The defense attorney was ready to object, but the evil eye of the judge rested upon him and he shut up. The judge asked, “Are you through with. I was on my knees, and opened my mouth in anticipation of what was going to happen. My head was against the wall so I could not move away as he placed the head of his cock in my mouth. He moved it around in there, rubbing it on my tongue and on the roof of my mouth, then he pushed it deeper. I closed my mouth around it and began to suck on it. It tasted good- salty, yet sweet. I would have gladly sucked it on my own, but they didnt know that, so they held me firmly, as the tattooed man pushed. Stoney, I'm not experienced. Is that good or bad?"I kissed her. "Good. Just more good than this mortal is able to stand." We ... I can stop." Nooooo, little angel. But I have a mess."Giggle. "I feel it. You weren't supposed to do that there." Kiss me again, then I have to clean this mess up."She kissed me. I rolled backward away from her and stood, the front of my boxers a sticky, sodden mess. I retrieved a clean pair from my knapsack and started towards the head."Don't," she said."Huh?" Don't.