Her body tensed as she closed her tear ducts from letting go more than that first drop, rolling down her cheek. Perhaps, her fingers even briefly trai...ed her tender parts, but she kept those fingers collared and chained. To deny herself pleasure, she felt, made her one with that universe that she tried harder and harder to blink, as the years rolled over. It simply would not go away… and so, she thought, ‘I will just be a mirror.’ She batted at the soapy surface of the lacustrine body,. Now they were writing more about me and other celebrity stories. I had only read the newspaper for more of A Carter's work, and had noticed the gradual decline of the newspapers content and of Amy's work. I took the last note and then returned it back to him. I wanted her here now. Now he was panicking. Suddenly the lift behind him opened and a very upset Amy was walking head down with a box in hands. She looked up and saw the editor and then me. She stopped walking and the editor rushed to her. What self respecting man would let his woman be fucked by another guy for a bet? I hugged her and kissed her goodbye, certain that I would never hear from her again. To my surprise, the next day, my phone rang, ‘You’ve got a deal. Come over tonight, Antonio’s place, you know where that is, near the gasworks.’ I couldn’t believe it. This was my chance! I was going to reclaim my manhood. I was going to take back what was rightfully mine. I was going to steal her back right in front of him. But I. I happened to glance over toward the double doors of the gym and saw Kevin Soranno and John Pennington come in the door with their dates, and there was a big crowd gathering around them. Jorge, Kristina, Ashley, and I headed their way, intending to say hello, when the people standing around them parted momentarily. I got a glimpse of a wheelchair being pushed through the door by a man who looked like he was somebody's father. As we got up to the edge, John and Kevin spotted us and waved the.