„Dann wollen wir mal Freiheit für den Kleinen schaffen“ flüsterte Sie und zog meine Unterhose herunter.Mit ihren Fingern strich sie über meinen...Penis, welcher sofort anschwoll. Langsam zog sie meine Vorhaut zurück und warf den Kopf in den Nacken, grinste mich dabei auffordernd an. „Ach, ist mein Kleiner schon nass“, zischte sie heraus. Dann öffnete Saskia ihre Lippen und nahm meinen Penis im Zeitlupentempo in den Mund. Ihre Roten Lippen umschlossen meinen Penis und saugten an ihm. Ich griff ihr. How humiliating.My heart was beating through my chest as I drove to the house where my nightmare previously took place. With $4,000 cash in my jeans pocket, I pulled in the driveway and walked to the front door. The door was unlocked, so I walked in and looked around. It was dark, but I noticed the familiar blinking red light of an activated video camera focused in on me. My body burned as I saw it, knowing that he was attempting to gain more control over me with more evidence. Part of me. I said quietly to Sue “That was nice – felt good – long time since I have had a woman’s hand on my cock and my fingers feeling a wet pussy” “What made you do it – place your hand on my thigh to start with” I asked her. Sue said “Well, everybody in there was doing it. I had another hand on my pussy before I put your hand there. Just go with the flow”. After about 30 minutes we went back in into the sweat lodge. Same as before, hot stone comes, entrance covered, and the talking stick and then the. "I wish this hadn't happened... But... "I had to protect you."I know you would give your life to save me."I couldn't let that happen."Now I have to leave."Please don't blame yourself."It's not your fault."I was broken a long time ago, long before we met."I'm sorry,"I love you,"Julie."She printed the note, and then stapled the lyrics page, torn from the first CD liner, to the bottom of the note. It was Macy Gray's "The Letter."At the top of the page, she wrote simply, "Mom." She took a.