He was in charge. 'I'll say as I want, you slag. Your only here coz ya like it rough..ya like a toy boy bad boy, don't you? Like I said, my brother u...ed you all those years ago. Now it's my turn. Once a slut, always a slut. Am I right?' 'Spose so' she replied, bowing her head in mock embarrassment. Playing the game. Like a good obedient slut. 'Ok stand up and come over here' he demanded. She stood straight, giving herself a second to regain her balance, again feeling a trickle running down. Over the years I’ve come to the conclusion that people too often go to church for appearance sake and are totally different for the other six days of the week. In the same way that I distanced myself from my family, I did the same with the church I used to attend.”“My daddy used to say that church is where the Lord is. A building with a thousand folk inside isn’t always a church. Most Christians want. They always want, he said. He believed that if people started giving instead of wanting, we’d. The professor had said our last papers would be on a table out in front. I really wanted to keep this one in my memory scrapbook.As I was unlocking my dorm door, Alice from across the hall came out and said, “Joan came back while you were gone. She had forgotten something and she no longer had her key. She said, ‘never mind’ and waved goodbye. She was in a hurry.”I went inside, laid down my paper and looked around. I didn’t see anything she might have left but then I looked on the shelf she. I explained thatLindsay had spent the night with me, and had left in the morning. Bothgirls told me Lindsay hadn't said a word.Brenda was really flirting with me as Kelly continued to drink and lookat other guys. Stroking her hand up my leg, Brenda leaned over andbegan to kiss me, just running her tongue along the outside of my lips,still teasing. She had this awesome short silver sequined skirt on witha really cute white printed blouse that matched perfect. I was gettinghorny just thinking.