Why does he always have to be so gross?” I shrugged. “Just Charlie being Charlie. We probably wouldn’t recognize him if he tried to be nice all ...he time. The FedEx guy liked you a lot – he looked at the picture for a long, long time, and then told me how sexy and sensual you are. You’d probably feel the same way about him; he’s about six foot five, blond hair, broad shoulders, very athletic looking. Apparently climbing in and out of his truck a hundred times a day and carrying all those boxes. Some experts claimed the mind was very powerful and most everyone used just a small percentage of the brains capabilities, and thought it possible for someone to move an object just by concentrating and willing it to do so. This however, was just a theory and was never documented as something that actually happened. As far as willing someone to do something, no such event had been mentioned, with the exception of post hypnotic suggestions. In each of those examples, the subject had never. What was once a carefree young man who hadfound the girl within and was scheduled for surgery after graduation hadbecome a living corpse filled with bitterness, hatred and self loathing asI listened to her vile monologue.It was a living nightmare as she described the type of female that I hadbecome, a vessel for any male to do with as he pleased. Totally forgottenwas the love of my parents and my baptism and the day that I foundSalvation. My time as an acolyte and crucifer in the traditional. You feel the warm water rushing against the little button as it begins to swell and stiffen. “Push your fingers inside me,” you moan, “Fuck me with your fingers.” I move my fingers deeper and stroke along your clit. The tips of my fingers spread your cunt lips, gently touching your entrance with every stroke. You move your hips in time with my hands. You move. My fingers move. “Oh yes,” you pant, “fuck me with your fingers.” Your body shivers as you feel the tips of my fingers spread and enter.