He'd been indoctrinated with this concept for all of his life.Mike truly cared for Janet. In some ways, if he were absolutely pressed to give an hones... answer, he'd have admitted to actually loving her. Love is all well and good, but it didn't give one license to enter into a marriage with someone so far beneath one's own station in life.In another part of town, Janet Barrett put down the telephone receiver, placing it gently back into its cradle. Her face reflected the outcome of her recent. If he were able to reason his thinking objectively, he would have found the difference to be those he found attractive and those he didn’t. A lady was something to be revered, respected and obeyed even. But, a woman was there for his gratification, a sex object for him to use and abuse as he saw fit. The ladies, by their elevated position, were treated as if they held an in invisible mantle, motherhood or the teachers from his school days. He treated them with a deference stopping short of. I made it. He was still ejaculating and grunting as I began to cum. I normally tried to make their experience for the guy cumming into me something special, but this time I was only interested in cumming and enjoying my orgasm myself. He was doing the same thing. Of all the times I have cum with Mike tonight, this was the tamest. Maybe next time we could start fucking and see how much we could do for each other. As soon as we had finished cumming, I climbed off him. I kissed him softly on the. When he took the fourth bottle, he realized that the bottle was still SEALED and filled with beer. He said to the bottle “YOU STAND ASIDE, I KNOW YOU WERE NOT INVOLVED”.An explorer in the deepest Amazon suddenly finds himself surrounded by a bloodthirsty group of cannibals. Upon surveying the situation, he says quietly to himself “Oh God, I’m fucked”. Suddenly there is a ray of light from the sky above and a voice booms out “No, you are not fucked. Pick up that stone at your feet and bash in.