I explained the situation and the guy said get in and that he would give me a ride home. So I got in and he said his name was Rick. I said mine was ...hristine. Right when I said my name he looked at me closer and was like are you a dude. I about started to cry and said yes. Rick said I really don’t know how to respond to that. I felt so out of place, I told him how to get to my house. The ride was quite but I could feel him looking at me constantly. We pulled up at my house. "Yeah, you're probably right. But I'm on the hook, and this is the best of a bad situation." Her room was dimly lit. There was just enough light cast to see her bed, the outline of her furniture. There was a kind, light scent in the air that could only be found in a room tended to by a woman. "I thought you weren't going to come," I heard her say, having come in behind me. She was in a white robe that hung to her mid-thigh. It was tied loosely and hung open just enough so make out tiny, white. "What the fuck are you doing her? " she snarled."You are fucking him without me here? " he asked. "The beauty of a goddess and her beautiful exotic lover doesn't need your repulsion, you pasty , pathetic, weak bitch.".While this went on I continued rubbing my cock on her feet and toes as she lovingly rubbed my hair smiling at me between giving him the evil eye. "You can't start coming over and doing this,that was a one time thing." , he told me."Don't fucking talk to him like that. Unlike you. This was redemption. This was what I sought my life long, and neverknew it. I breathed in shuddering gasps when he paused, and hishand moved gently over my welted back. "You will not bleed," he said, nipping the placewhere my neck joined my shoulder. His tongue traced up the column, and I nearlydropped. "You will be forgiven." I had no words for my gratitude. I closed my eyes, andsighed, relaxing. My back ached as if the stallion had trampled it. "Soon," he added, and the.