"Suck my cock. Suck mycock as if you want me to come in your mouth again." She stroked herpenis in and out of my mouth as if she was screwing my vagin....Thankfully, she had enough control to push no more than half of hererect penis into my mouth. Just as I was beginning to enjoy the feel ofher hard presence in my mouth, she withdrew and said, "Spread thoselegs. I'm going to screw that tight little pussy!" Part of me secretlywanted her to finish in my mouth.As she moved down my body, I couldn't. I don't want sex from you; I've had sex with males and am less than impressed. I want to be used, not satisfied. I will otherwise do whatever you want: anywhere, anytime and anything. I need to be given a reason to tell Bill to piss off. As of this moment, he is far too comfortable with me and takes me for granted."Bill's mates are more important to him than I am, and it won't be long before he will be using me as a play toy shared with them. I don't envision my life and good name being used. " It's..." Damn! "It's nobody's fault. It's just ... one of those things." You know. You know, don't you? What this is all about."Damn, Damn, Damn! When I'd told Mom about the fight I'd managed to give the impression that I didn't know what it was about. "Yes," I said finally." Then..."I sighed. "You already know my answer to that. Is there any sense in us getting in a fight, too?" It's not your secret to tell," she said resignedly.I nodded."But maybe I could help." If Trace wants you to. It was because I was living a life that was unnatural to me. It was because I was living a lie. I suppose it had been building up deep inside of me ever since I came back from Texas, and the shitty day I had was just enough to push me over the edge.Unfortunately, there wasn't anything that I could do about it. I mean, just because I had a panic attack didn't mean anything had changed about my situation. All I could do was hope that I didn't have another one.I was anxious over the next few days,.