He cursed her as she blew him, Michaela nodding in agreement as he ranted desperate to keep him calm. "You dirty white bitch, does it taste good. Now ...ho's in charge? You deserve this don't you? That's it keep sucking you filthy whore. Who did you fuck to get into modelling? Yes I bet you had to suck real deep then too."Michaela's mouth was beginning to dry and her jaw ache."Mmmmff, mmmmmff!" She knew she could bite make him writhe in pain, but what would he do then? She didn’t dare imagine.. I held up my hands and said; “Whoa, Caren, we just met, but you don’t need to impress me. When I saw you I saw a beautiful, vibrant lady. I asked you out for coffee to get to know you better. I was impressed when you accepted the help of a complete stranger.” Then I added, “If you are going to formally introduce me, my title is Sir Ralph of the khaki pants; Savior of damsels in distress, and all-around goof.”That got me a sweet smile and long giggle. Then we finished our introductory. He looked down casually as her knees bent.As she sat down he told her, “hold it!”He bent down and moved her tights and panties down to the top of her boots. Gently, he pushed her knees apart. Mona was flummoxed at his actions but held her bladder. Was he really going to watch her pee?Steve reached between her spread legs and she grabbed his wrist in an attempt to stop him. But his fingers were already on her labia. Her attempt at stopping him became feeble and she just held his wrist between. " I'm considering going vegan, then. Whew! I couldn't live there." Oh, you'd get used to it pretty soon. I lived near the stockyards in Kansas City for about six months. It was Okay."OK, if you excluded my personal demons: I was feeling particularly self-destructive in those 'recently out of the hospital' days. I had no job, no hope of getting one, no point in living, no wife any more, no parents, and no relatives I wanted to see. No nothing. If it hadn't been for Master Chief Martinez.