What I mean to say…”“Stop right there young man,” he said interrupting my answer.There was a pin drop silence.“What do you see the number as...” he continued.“Sir, we all have prejudice which operates and governs our thinking…”“Young man! What do you see the number as?”I paused to think for a while. “For me, it's just a number. Use for your benefit. It’s neither six nor nine…” 13 March 2019Rolling his wedding ring round and round, watching intently as his wife chooses a pair of stockings. Lucas. She used her valedictorian status to get a full scholarship to the best public college in the state, where she hoped to get a degree in Biology. However, the last time I spoke to her was Monday night, less than forty-eight hours ago. The tape was recent, but how recent? Was her absence from campus noticed? Would people even notice she was gone? As I watched her raped and defiled, these questions swirled through my mind, but my thoughts always honed in the most important question of all. . The man then suddenly slapped Paul roughly across the face. 'Then beg me for it, you sissy.' The shock of the slap took Paul by surprise. Before he could reply, the man slapped him again, harder. Reeling from the pain, Paul attempted to stammer out some words but nothing came out. Grinning cruelly the man shoved Paul roughly onto the floor, crossed to the closet, gazed inside for a moment, before pulling out a bright yellow nylon plastic windcheater. He returned and immediately noticed a small. "Anyway he's coming round this Saturday.....so I guess you get to fulfillone of your fantasies." She winked.She stood and came across to where I was sitting before bending andkissing me on the cheek. As she did this she reached down and felt mycrotch, of course finding my cock rock hard."I thought so," she chuckled before flouncing off to bed.I followed her shortly after expecting her to be ready for sex but insteadshe was reading a book when I got to the bedroom. Disappointed I slippedupstairs.