.. it hurts... hurts so bad...", she said, still sobbing."I'm sorry for that, Tonya," he replied, a tone of genuine sorrow in his voice, "But it has t... happen that way; if we did this at a regular pace, it would take months, or even years to resolve the pain that you have inside. This way, you have the opportunity to rebuild yourself and get on with your life quickly." But... does it... have to... hurt... hurt so much?" I'm afraid so, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "You'll learn how to work. He had learned from that unpleasant experience to take a long deep breath before each swallow! Over the weeks he had learned every trick to satisfying Sami with his mouth. The events Tom was watching on tape showed that he had learned his lessons well for it was clear he was using every trick he'd learned up till then. "What a good little cock-sucker you've turned into Tommy!" Sami ran her fingers through his hair lovingly as Tom looked up at her."I wish I could take a picture of this! Looking. ” I won’t deny it; that night as I lay alone in my bed, the moonlight flooding over my crisp white sheets, I masturbated furiously thinking about Gina. She was coming to stay, to live in my house. I would see her every day, and fantasize about her. She was a gorgeous twenty-five year old, with the body of a Goddess. She worked in a high end department store, and I would see her every day in those tight clingy black dresses, in stockings and heels, with painted pink nails and lips. Fuck! Just. ”“Well it sure wouldn’t take place anywhere around here if we did it,” she said. Frankly, I wouldn’t risk doing anything here either since her ex-cop hardass brother and her sons both live here and if anyone were to recognize her in a motel here she’d be petrified her brother might find out.“So we’d meet him out of town,” I said.“Where, Raleigh?” she asked.“Maybe,” I said. “Or closer.”“Like where?” she asked.“I think I mentioned I’d been writing to a guy who liked your photos, remember?” I.