Weneed a guy the reader can be reasonably comfortable with. He cant be agoody-goody, but he cant be a total asshole either, unless he then getswhat's ...oming to him.So whose our main character? Well, why not a writer? Hay, if StevenFricking King can write about a writer who is suspiciously like him,basically jerk off in public and get paid for it, why cant I?So our main character is like me, that's fine. What can we have happento him? Well, its been a while since I did anything kinda spooky, so. Upstairs!" Her voice was horse and the animal look in her eye telling Sport she was easy to manipulate. His father helped the fashionable woman up the grand stair and out of view, no doubt in his mind that she was going upstairs to relieve her sexual pressures. He did not need to query into her mind to figure out she would practically rape his father.In only moments, his amusement turned sour after he realized he had helped their relationship. The sexual energy she would bring to the bedroom. She went up and down the shaft, going farther and farther down each time. Then, from behind her she felt something move around the edge of her pussy, but didn’t look back. After a second, she realized it was Justin rubbing his cock around her groin area, and she wiggled her as even more. Justin lined up his cock to her pussy, and Alex thrusted back, impaling herself on his dick. She gasped and then choked as Max’s dick filled her mouth again. She pulled off and finished coughing, as Justin. He left for college where she learned he turned from his religion and is now married to another man, as a man slut. She questioned herself, looked in the mirror, wondered "why" she was alone. Truth was, she was shy, she was ultra conservative and she felt guilty for looking at the husbands of women at church and at the preschool where she worked. She told herself it was wrong, but she would get wet when a handsome man paid attention to her and talked to her. She would hurry home, before.